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In a few Ehn I had overtaken my Thousand and given the tarn over to five men, who would keep it until its wagon should, following the tracks of the riders, reach them. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 23, Sentence #46)

I drew on the one-strap and took the tarn into the air, striking out across the prairie skies to intercept my Thousand on its way to the wagons of the Tuchuks. In my flight I could see at one point the Omen Valley, where the haruspexes were still working about their numerous, smoking altars. I laughed bitterly. In a few Ehn I had overtaken my Thousand and given the tarn over to five men, who would keep it until its wagon should, following the tracks of the riders, reach them. Within perhaps the Ahn a grim, angry Harold brought his tarn down between the two columns, that of his Thousand and of mine. It took only a moment for him to give the tarn into the keeping of some five warriors and leap on the back of his kaiila. I had noted, to my satisfaction, that he now handled the tarn rather well. - (Nomads of Gor)