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There on a front pasangs in length, already the Thousands had nearly formed, and long lines of riders, few gaps in their ranks, waited, lance in hand, their eyes on the war lanterns. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #30)

Then he bounded from the top step of the wagon onto the back of his kaiila and sped toward the sound of the bosk horns. "Master!" I heard Aphris cry. In no more than a few Gorean Ihn we had come to the interior edge of the herds. There on a front pasangs in length, already the Thousands had nearly formed, and long lines of riders, few gaps in their ranks, waited, lance in hand, their eyes on the war lanterns. Among these but to no Ten or Hundred did Kamchak ride. Rather, to my astonishment, he rode before them all, racing his kaiila to the center of the line where some five or ten warriors, on kaiilaback, waited. With these he hurriedly conferred and then I saw him lift his arm and red war lanterns were moved on ropes to the top of poles, and, to my amazement, aisles seemed to open in the densely packed bosk before the men, herdsmen and herd sleen moving the animals back to clear long grassy passages between their lumbering, shaggy hulks. - (Nomads of Gor)