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"Back, back!" chided the free woman, robes, yellow, red, and purple, flowing serenely between the lines of soldiers, and approaching us across the field. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 61, Sentence #517)

This caution seemed to me unnecessary, as I detected not the least bit of interest amongst the men with respect to blocking the passage of her companion. Aside from the danger that might be involved, I was sure they took the beast for a Kur, which it muchly resembled. The men were naturally wary of the Kurii, not only because of the nature of the form of life, which would be justification enough, but because several were supposedly allies, somehow enleagued with Decius Albus. "Back, back!" chided the free woman, robes, yellow, red, and purple, flowing serenely between the lines of soldiers, and approaching us across the field. She also carried a bright, yellow parasol, which I was sure I recognized. For those unfamiliar with Gorean culture, particularly that of the "High Cities," I think a note of explanation might not be without point. On my former world, where almost all women are "free," there is a sense in which almost no woman is free. - (Plunder of Gor)