"Haha, it does exist yes" Fox said. He listened to Tsaba's explainations of what a Nuit was exactly. "Ah, I think I understand now, so you're like a ghost, but instead of possessing living bodies, you inhabit dead ones, right?" he asked.
The next question was a bit more interesting, and caused him to contemplate his home for a bit. "Ah, yes, more or less. Well as densely populated as a moving tent city can be, I'd imagine, but we had heaps of people there, at least 7 clans, the families inside those clans could be any size, I don't think there is an exact number, but I'm sure we'd be, maybe, somewhere around or under the population density of Zeltiva, maybe. I mean we also had trade caravans, and depending on the season depends where we stop, and that again changes the size and amount of caravans" he said. He hoped his explanation was good enough. "And it's good, for the most part. I mean you have to pull your weight and help how and where you can, whether it's hunting, or weaving, or falconry, or even training and teaching the children, telling stories, or healing wounds" he added. He looked at the other books on the shelves, then back to Tsaba. "I hope I've explained things well enough, I've never had to answer questions about my home before" he said, smiling softly.