traphole

Updated: June 3, 2025

As he turned, without opening his eyes, he felt the brush of softness against his cheek, and a pungent odor fill his nostrils. He opened his eyes, stared up past a rim of broken rock toward the cloudless, blue-green sky. A relay clicked into proper place deep in his mind. Of course! He had been trying to lure a strong-jaws out of its traphole with hooked bait, then his foot had slipped.

Andre Norton - Star Hunter