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I had been at the holding, idle, waiting, doing nothing! I cried out with rage, startling the bird, which swerved to the left, and lost a beat of the great wings. - (Rebels of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #60)

In the morning, it would be dangerous for fugitives to move. May a track in the snow not be a long, lingering arrow, one pointing to its unseen target? I must now be near the first encampment, that decimated weeks ago by the forces of Lord Yamada. I should have been there at the time of the attack. I had been at the holding, idle, waiting, doing nothing! I cried out with rage, startling the bird, which swerved to the left, and lost a beat of the great wings. "Steady, be steady, friend," I called to him, chagrined, soothingly. Again the mighty appendages found their beat, and the bird again sped, with no altered signal from the straps, on the course I had set. Why should I return to the first camp, I asked myself. - (Rebels of Gor)