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One or two of these bands, led by a behemoth of meat, became paramount, driving other groups away, sometimes seizing them, and feeding on them. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 44, Sentence #50)

Indeed, interestingly, in the tensions, and the exigencies, and terrors, of war, each species was beginning to see the other in a different light, the one less as monster than colleague, the other less as food than friend. Here and there, there were small herds of cattle humans about, rooting in abandoned gardens, gathering up fallen fruit, scavenging on the dead. Several had returned to the ashes of the stock yards, wandering about, making tiny noises, puzzled perhaps at the disappearance of the pens, and the feed troughs. One or two of these bands, led by a behemoth of meat, became paramount, driving other groups away, sometimes seizing them, and feeding on them. Clumsy wars were fought over patches of vegetables. "It seems they are indeed human," said Lord Grendel once, when he and Cabot had come upon some such scene of bovine carnage. Bleary, stupid eyes, tiny in obese bodies, had looked at them. - (Kur of Gor)