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Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)

Once we had heard two notes of the fleer, but, that time, as it had turned out, the source of the signal had not been Cuwignaka but, to our frustration, an actual fleer. - (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 37, Sentence #147)
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37 147 View more quotes about once">Once we had heard two notes of the fleer, but, that time, as it had turned out, the source of the signal had not been Cuwignaka but, to our frustration, an actual fleer.

Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)

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37 144 Any tabuk, of course, if it is sufficiently alarmed, will bound away.
37 145 It can attain short-term speeds of from eighty to ninety pasangs an Ahn.
37 146 Its evasive leaps, in the Gorean gravity, can cover from thirty to forty feet in length, and attain heights of ten to fifteen feet.
37 147 Once we had heard two notes of the fleer, but, that time, as it had turned out, the source of the signal had not been Cuwignaka but, to our frustration, an actual fleer.
37 148 I sat back, against the rear of the pit.
37 149 I looked at the hobbling log, to my left, and the rope attached to it, coiled atop it.
37 150 I looked to the walls of the pit, to the ceiling, with the poles and sod, and at the light, filtering downward into the pit, and then again I looked at my naked slave.
Any tabuk, of course, if it is sufficiently alarmed, will bound away. It can attain short-term speeds of from eighty to ninety pasangs an Ahn. Its evasive leaps, in the Gorean gravity, can cover from thirty to forty feet in length, and attain heights of ten to fifteen feet. Once we had heard two notes of the fleer, but, that time, as it had turned out, the source of the signal had not been Cuwignaka but, to our frustration, an actual fleer. I sat back, against the rear of the pit. I looked at the hobbling log, to my left, and the rope attached to it, coiled atop it. I looked to the walls of the pit, to the ceiling, with the poles and sod, and at the light, filtering downward into the pit, and then again I looked at my naked slave. - (Blood Brothers of Gor)