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Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)

Now hearing the growl of such a beast, I threw back my cloak, lifted my shield and held my spear ready. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #73)
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2 73 Now hearing the growl of such a beast, I threw back my cloak, lifted my shield and held my spear ready.

Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)

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2 70 The red larl, which hunts whenever hungry, regardless of the hour, and is the more common variety, possesses no mane.
2 71 Females of both varieties tend generally to be slightly smaller than the males, but are quite as aggressive and sometimes even more dangerous, particularly in the late fall and winter of the year when they are likely to be hunting for their cubs.
2 72 I had once killed a male red larl in the Voltai Range within pasangs of the city of Ar.
2 73 Now hearing the growl of such a beast, I threw back my cloak, lifted my shield and held my spear ready.
2 74 I was puzzled that I might encounter a larl in the Sardar.
2 75 How could it have entered the mountains? Perhaps it was native.
2 76 But on what could it live among these barren crags? For I had seen nothing on which it might prey, unless one might count the men who had entered the mountains, but their bones, scattered, white and frozen, were unsplintered and unfurrowed; they showed no evidence of having suffered the molestation of a larl's gnawing jaws.
The red larl, which hunts whenever hungry, regardless of the hour, and is the more common variety, possesses no mane. Females of both varieties tend generally to be slightly smaller than the males, but are quite as aggressive and sometimes even more dangerous, particularly in the late fall and winter of the year when they are likely to be hunting for their cubs. I had once killed a male red larl in the Voltai Range within pasangs of the city of Ar. Now hearing the growl of such a beast, I threw back my cloak, lifted my shield and held my spear ready. I was puzzled that I might encounter a larl in the Sardar. How could it have entered the mountains? Perhaps it was native. But on what could it live among these barren crags? For I had seen nothing on which it might prey, unless one might count the men who had entered the mountains, but their bones, scattered, white and frozen, were unsplintered and unfurrowed; they showed no evidence of having suffered the molestation of a larl's gnawing jaws. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 2)