Panther girls are arrogant. They live by themselves in the northern forests, by hunting, and slaving and outlawry. They have little respect for anyone, or anything, saving themselves and, undeniably, the beasts they hunt, the tawny forest panthers, the swift, sinuous sleen. I can understand why it is that such women hate men, but it is less clear to me why they hold such enmity to women. Indeed, they accord more respect to men, who hunt them, and whom they hunt, as worthy foes, than they do to women other than themselves. They regard, it seems, all women, slave or free, as soft, worthless creatures, so unlike themselves.
Hunters of Gor, page 28
![]() Lar Lair |
![]() Nuray Tira |
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![]() Nuray Path |
![]() Grave |
![]() Stream |
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![]() Nuray Peak |
![]() LookOut |
![]() Campfire |
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![]() Dance Circle |
![]() Holding Stake |
![]() Moonlit Lake |
Elder

Panthers