Chapter elevenWe traveled light and we rode fast. Being what my Terran friends call an old hare I’d taken the precaution of taking along a bow. This was a splendid Lohvian longbow obtained by Chiako the Gut at Lunky’s orders. I hadn’t paid for it. The superb bow I’d bought from Master Twang remained among my possessions with San Chandro.
Our small party rode fast but after a time it was necessary for us to dismount and walk along leading the zorcas. Zorcas are wonderful saddle animals, tall of spindly leg, close-coupled, full of fire and spirit; they are not magical and they need to be treated properly like any other riding animal. The desert about us drifted with an occasional lift of sand as a random breeze wafted. I had the uneasy feeling we might be in for a storm. If that were so the
