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Might she not be better in a cage, preferably a tiny one, instructive for her, awaiting her sale? He had no hope of eluding sleen indefinitely, and he did not wish to bring humans of the forest into additional jeopardy. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #114)

* * * * Cabot left the blond at the shuttle port, to which he had returned her, listened for a bit, and then sped into the forest. He remembered the taste of her lips. It seemed a shame to waste her as a Kur pet. Might she not be better in a cage, preferably a tiny one, instructive for her, awaiting her sale? He had no hope of eluding sleen indefinitely, and he did not wish to bring humans of the forest into additional jeopardy. He had as weapon only the long, sharpened stick, some seven feet in length, a common length for a Gorean spear, which had been given to him by Archon, and retrieved at the edge of the forest, near the shuttle port. Sleen, when wild, or released, commonly trail silently. When leashed, however, and used as controlled hunting animals, they often drag against their leashes, and harnesses, attempt to hurry the hunters, growl in frustration, and sometimes utter an angry squealing sound, as though protesting the supposed dalliance of the leash masters, the seemingly unnecessary length of the hunt, which they, released, might have terminated long ago, and perhaps even the possible further flight and possible unexpected elusiveness of a prey whose trail they have already located and are readily pursuing. - (Kur of Gor)