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He must be sure, however, to leave enough to be found, some bones and furs, the broken sled, some chewed traces. I was pleased to have met Zarendargar, or Half-Ear. We had talked long. Strange that I could converse with him, for he was only a beast. I think he regretted sending me out upon the ice, to be rent by the white Kur. Zarendargar, or Half-Ear, I think, was a lonely soldier, a true soldier, with few with whom he could speak, with few with whom he could share his thoughts. I suspect there were few, if any, in that steel complex, even of his own breed, with whom he could converse warmly, excitedly, swiftly, in detail, as he did with me, where a word might suggest a paragraph, a glance, a lifted paw signify what might with a less attuned interlocutor require hours of converse to convey. - (Beasts of Gor)