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When it approached me and extended its head, I wondered if what I had dared not hope might be true, that the bird might have been waiting for me to return. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 20, Sentence #42)

I had seen its shadow and feared it was wild, and had prepared to sell my life dearly, but the great beast, my own plumed giant, who may have haunted the Pillar of Exchanges for weeks, settled on the plains no more than thirty yards from me, its great wings shaking, and stalked to my side. It was for this reason that I had returned to the Pillar, hoping that perhaps the monster might linger in its vicinity. There was good hunting nearby, and the ridges where I had carried the Tatrix afforded shelter for its nest. When it approached me and extended its head, I wondered if what I had dared not hope might be true, that the bird might have been waiting for me to return. He offered no resistance, he showed no anger, when I leaped to his back and cried, as before, "One-strap!" at which signal, with a shrill cry and a mighty spring, those gigantic wings cracked like whips and beat their way aloft in the glory of flight. As we passed over the Pillar of Exchanges, I remembered that it was there I had been betrayed by she who was once Tatrix of Tharna. I wondered what had been her fate. - (Outlaw of Gor)