Mr. Peace was the rancher, and if Bryan had bothered to notice when he exited the trailer, the Ranch used a peace sign as it's logo/brand. Bryan was idly chewing his cud, he could hear the hum of human voices in the distance, but was oblivious to them. He figured, he didn't have to get in range of his Chronivac, just any Chronivac because of the Cloud connection, he should change back if he got into range of any Chronivac, but who else might have one?
"Zeke, I got me a new bull, and it ain't know calf. You think you can rope him, and tie him, while Cal brands him?" Mr. Peace asked.
Ezekial Price was had been at high school with Bryan. Heck they had known each other since grade school. Bryan had gone on to college, while Zeke had followed his dream to be a rodeo star - which meant being a ranch hand most of the time. He was also 20.
Cal was a bit older. He'd been thrown while bull riding and limped, he busied himself heating up the portable electric branding iron.