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At that point, emanating from the beast in the crate, was a stream of what, initially, I took for simple bestial noises, rude, guttural, snarling sounds, growls, and rumblings. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #67)

"It is a female Kur". "I am familiar with females of the Kurii," said Kurik. "It is not a Kur female". At that point, emanating from the beast in the crate, was a stream of what, initially, I took for simple bestial noises, rude, guttural, snarling sounds, growls, and rumblings. I was reminded of what noises might be emitted by beasts of my own world, large cats, lions, lords of the African veldt, tigers, sleek and silent-footed, moving like shadows, lords in the Asian jungles, and yet these noises, alarming me, had about them an unusual modulation, an articulation, a subtlety, a delicacy, an exactness, and precision, that eerily suggested a form of speech. If a panther could speak, would it not speak thusly? "That is Kur," said he who had admitted us. "Yes," said Kurik. - (Plunder of Gor)