“She opened her eyes, and shook her head. What is this? she said. Capture scent, I said.” …”Shall I hold again the vial beneath her nose? I asked. Soaked in a rag and scarf and held over the nose and mouth of a female it can render her unconscious in five Ihn. She squirmed wildly for an Ihn or two, and then sluggishly, and then falls limp. It is sometimes used by Tarnsmen; it is often used by slavers. Anesthetic dart, too are sometimes used in the taking of female; these maybe flung, or entered into the body by hand; they take effect in about forty Ihn; she awakens often, in a slave kennel.” (Marauders of Gor pg. 115-116)
A small group of Luna Caleeng panthers were sleeping near a smoldering camp fire. The dawn sun was slowly rising from a soft red sky. The sounds of the wildlife in the swamps audible in the back ground as the beasts slowly awakened. There was no other sound , then suddenly a group led by Nelly had stealthily entered the camp, capture scents were used , female cries of surprise were heard in the swamps.
After attaching the chain to the necks of three captured Luna Caleeng Panthers, Nelly and her band of ten sisters marched their captives out of the camp, ordering them to start out on their left foot. At the command of the ones that now held the Luna Caleeng, was a Panther named Lita , she was moving the coffle outside the swamps, marching them naked, wrist bound behind their backs and a chain running from one slender neck to the next.
Nelly Looks around the empty camp one last time, nodding her head with a crooked smile on her lips, happy with the way they were able to easily enter the camp, that was exactly where the treacherous Sandy said they would be sleeping. Remembering how they moved in silently, covered by the semi darkness of the early morning sun rise. Using pieces of rep cloth and small bottles filled with capture scents , slavers call it “Bottled sleep “ and works effectively when forced to breathe in.
Nelly and her band of sisters had entered the camp, silently as a Larl stalking its prey. Splashing the liquid on a rag to cover the mouths and noses of the sleeping Panthers. Each of her sisters picking a Luna Caleeng Panther , with almost no struggle, dragging each semi unconscious Panther to the center of camp.
Feeling proud of herself for making the plan to take this tribe into binds, not getting any of her sisters hurt, and putting the Luna Caleeng Huntresses in chains. Taking in a deep breath as she focused on the task at hand.
“we have done well , very well indeed”, Nelly talking to herself , being the last one to leave, letting her dark eyes scan over the camp seeing a few skins that Panther girls wear as clothes, and several small capture scent bottles, scattered around inside the camp. Then the dark skinned Panther turned to follow her sisters, leading the coffle of Luna Caleeng captives.
Five Huntresses lead by Marli, a brave young Panther, skilled with a bow, returning after a good hunt, stopping in her tracks at the small hill just outside the tribal trade post. To her horror she saw three of her sisters in chains, surrounded by ten Panthers. Holding her small fist in the air, stopping the hunting party of five Panthers quietly, then opening her hand , a signal telling the others to get down in the thick undergrowth of the swamps. She squats , getting as low as she could but able to watch the Panthers and coffle, she was staying out of sight behind some bonta trees.
Slowly pulling her bow from her shoulder, the others doing the same, as they moved closer to see who had taken their sisters captive. Nelly and her tribe believing they had the whole Luna Caleeng tribe were making jokes , laughing loudly and congratulating each other on their great victory.
Marli turned to her sisters, whispering in a hushed tone, “Get you bows ready….sisters”, she points to each of her five sisters, “pick your target, let each arrow count and we should be able to even the fight, we have the advantage of knowing our swamps”.
Then putting her finger to her lips as the coffle pasted on the trail which cut through the swamps, Marli taking in a few deep breaths to calm her nerves as her blood rushes through her heart, knowing she is outnumbered, if they failed they would all be captives. She relied on her most experienced sisters…. Hot , Lune, Aanni and Storm. The new pledge Cyanne looked nervous.
Marli tightened her fingers around the arrow on her bow string, “wait …wait” she then nodded at Storm “Storm , you and Hot and Lune team up ……Aanni and Cyanne team up with me”. Marli then fired her first arrow , the others followed , Nelly and her panthers totally surprised and trying to duck for cover. The traitor Sandy ran from the swamps , that left nine of Nelly’s band for Marli to take down. As Luna Caleeng arrows found their target it was clear that Nelly would have to make a decision, it came a few ihn later , she shouted “All out !! leave the captives !!”.