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Perhaps half a dozen were found in a quarter century, and of that six maybe only one was suitable for human life without any costly and lengthy adaption of man or world. Warlock was one of the lucky finds which came so seldom. Throgs were predators, living on the loot they garnered. As yet, mankind had not been able to discover whether they did indeed swarm from any home world.
I can give you a much better reason than that, one even you can't quarrel with. It's a matter of ecology. The number of humans destroyed by these predators annually is negligible but they do themselves destroy an enormous number of small creatures with which the humans compete for their food.
I would ask that you allow the three of us to remain here on the mountain, in the smaller cave above your own. Though each of us alone are small, together we could create the illusion that you had not left it. 'But how, and for what reason do you do this? 'My friends and I have only a short march of days before the Commodore must sleep, and many other predators follow the herds to the South.
Kieran yes, I've heard all about you in your day, did you on Earth exterminate the predators so that their natural prey might live more happily?" Bregg's long muzzle and sloping skull were profiled against the lights. "No," said Kieran, "we didn't. But in that case, they were all animals." "Exactly," said Bregg. "No, wait, Doctor Ray. Spare me the lecture.
He hurried with her until he could see Webber ahead, and beyond him the bare backs and blowing hair of the people. "Listen," he said, "are there any predators here?" "Yes," Paula said, and Webber turned sharply around. "Have you seen something?" "I don't know. I thought I did. I'm not sure." "Where?" "Behind us." Webber made the harsh barking danger call, and the people stopped.
She had not been so frightened by the large herd animals -these gave an air of self-satisfied indifference -as she had been by the fierce predators that hunted, literally, right alongside them. But it was hard to remain calm while looking up sandstone hills at mountain cats seven feet long, with dark traces of mane draggled across impossibly muscular shoulders.
It was a construction at whose center something undiscoverable had made a nest, with eggs in it. Some creature had made an unapproachable home for itself where its young would not be assailed by predators. Al, the pilot, went out of the lock and descended to the ground and went as far as the edge of the ash-ring. But he did not go any farther.
It was to be reinforced from within by stout beams, and by the strength of these, as well as by its own girth and weight, to form an impenetrable barrier against both the elements, and the fiercest predators. A single, windowless door would pierce the forward wall, and the entire structure be sealed inside and out with mortar, and at the edges, with bricks of stone.
But hunger was not the real danger. The valley in which he lived was full of game, but as a result, was also full of predators, many larger and more powerful than himself. He also knew that some were highly specialized killers, and ruthless in their struggle to survive. Most would kill him without hesitation if they thought he had encroached on their hard fought, territorial boundaries.
Perhaps by nurturing both mystical and rational inclinations, society could explore the realm beyond the surface world of reason while keeping pace with the charismatic predators of the New Age. But in the darkness of a northern Michigan night, still angry and upset from memories of Atmananda's experiments, I sensed that a New Age of enchantment and wisdom had passed me by.
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