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I heard bestial cries, too, from behind us, and a scratching of claws on the bridge's surface. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 55, Sentence #6)

Too, I could not move, surely for an Ihn or two, for the moment in which I heard that cry, so close, and wild, I was shocked, paralyzed, immobile, frozen in place, despite the obvious need to hurry in his wake. Would not such a cry, as the roar of the larl, startle and momentarily immobilize a quarry, or foe, allowing for the rapid, unchallenged advance, the strike or pounce, of the predator, the assailant? I suspected it was an ancient cry, such as might well have antedated the working of metals, a cry that might have first been heard on a far world, one perhaps now destroyed or sterile, a cry that might have rung out in primitive, brutal combat, in small, isolated wars, fought between small groups with sharpened poles and stakes, with clubs and cast rocks. I was almost pulled off my feet as Eve swept by and seized me, half dragging me behind Lord Grendel and Kurik. I heard bestial cries, too, from behind us, and a scratching of claws on the bridge's surface. Surely those behind us had now expedited their pace! The Kur is not only larger and more agile than a human but it can, for a short distance, outrun a human. It tends, however, unless trained, to have less stamina than a human. When not encumbered it falls to all fours and races on its feet and the knuckles of its forelimbs. - (Plunder of Gor)