![]() ![]() He looked down to check my work before starting to haul and did a double take. I tied the back legs of the pigoid, while Donald tossed the other end of the rope over a tree branch. But the software converted everything to human equivalents for me, including names and colloquialisms.ĭonald slapped me on the shoulder. ![]() Deltan speech sounded more like pigs loudly wallowing. ![]() Well, that’s how the translation routine handled it. The rest of us raised a fist and responded, “Hah!” Getting no response, he waved his spear in the air and yelled, “Whooo!” The spears bowed but held, and the animal slammed to the ground with a final squawk.īernie sidled up to it and poked it in the face a few times. ![]() Still not breeding for intelligence, apparently. Then the animal ran into the spear points. My eyes told me the pigoid was ten meters away, charging at me at what appeared to be about half light speed. I kept telling myself that I was actually ten thousand miles away, in orbit. I could feel the fur standing up along my spine and all the way up to the top of my head. If I had been nervous before, I was terrified now. The rest of us set the butts of our spears into the ground and braced them with a foot. The two rock throwers sprinted to the side, fur erect along their spines and ears sticking straight out in excitement. It displayed startling speed for something with such short legs. The pigoid erupted from its lair with an angry squeal. ![]()
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