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Torgus and Lysander had already marshaled it, and the first birds, in line, were already climbing. - (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #274)

At that moment, from high above, I heard the war horn of Ichiro, signaling the alarm, and then the signal to mount. In the distance, far off, coming from the south, it seemed a cloud had formed, obscure, uncertain, at first, and then swift and dark, and then, in a moment or two, it seemed the cloud might be a flight of insects, a dark swarm, a plague of predators. I did not wait, but raced toward the cavalry. Torgus and Lysander had already marshaled it, and the first birds, in line, were already climbing. Two tarns, returning, those of Tajima and Pertinax, ahead of the swarm, streaked overhead, and then turned, to take their place in the ascending formation. Again and again Ichiro sounded the alarm. I seized the mounting ladder of my tarn, hastened to the saddle, strung the ladder, fastened the safety strap, and yanked back on the one-strap, and, in a moment, the field of the training plaza, with its numerous, riddled targets, was falling away, beneath me. - (Swordsmen of Gor)