~Animals of Gor~
"Do not ask the stones or the trees how to live,
they can not tell you;
they do not have tongues;
do not ask the wise man how to live
for, if he knows ,
he will know he cannot tell you;
if you would learn how to live,
do not ask the question;
its answer is not in the question but in the answer,
which is not in words;
do not ask how to live,
but, instead,
proceed to do so."
Page 9 - Magicians of Gor
~Animals~
There are several unique animals on Gor.... some a girl knows quite a bit about and has words from the scrolls.... others...she has just a bit of knowledge about and will strive to add more to this page as her studying and learning proceed.
~*~Larl~*~The larl is a predator, clawed and fanged, quite large, often
standing seven feet at the shoulder. I think it would be fair to say that it is substantially feline; at any rate its grace and sinuous power remind me of the smaller but similarly fearsome jungle cats of my old world.
The larl's head is broad, sometimes more than two feet across, and shaped roughly like a triangle, giving its skull something of the cast of a viper's save that of course it is furred and the pupils of the eyes like the cat's and unlike the viper's, can range from knifelike slits in the broad
daylight to dark, inquisitive moons in the night.
The pelt of the larl is normally a tawny red or a sable black. The black larl, which is predominantly nocturnal, is maned, both male and female. The red larl, which hunts whenever hungry, regardless of the hour, and is the more common variety, possesses no mane. Females of both varieties
tend generally to be slightly smaller than the males, but are quite as aggressive and sometimes even more dangerous, particularly in the late fall and winter of the year when they are likely to be hunting for their cubs. I had once killed a male red larl in the Voltai Range within pasangs of the city of Ar.
None of the men below the mountains, the mortals, had ever succeeded in taming a larl. Even larl cubs when found and raised by men would, on reaching their majority, on some night, in a sudden burst of atavistic fury
slay their masters and under the three hurtling moons of Gor lope from the dwellings of men, driven by what instincts I know not, to seek the mountains where they were born. A case is known of a larl who traveled more then twenty-five hundred pasangs to seek a certain shallow crevice in the Voltai in which he had been whelped. priest of Gor
