Karait

Karait struck out, Rikki jumped sideways and tried to run in, but the wicked little dusty gray head lashed within a fraction of his shoulder, and he had to jump over the body, and the head followed his heels close.

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Rikki-tikki's eyes grew red again, and he danced up to Karait with the peculiar rocking, swaying motion that he had inherited from his family.

The Greatest Survival Stories Ever Told Underwood, Lamar 2001

It was Karait, the dusty brown snakeling that lies for choice on the dusty earth; and his bite is as dangerous as the cobra's.

The Greatest Survival Stories Ever Told Underwood, Lamar 2001

That bite paralysed Karait, and Rikki-tikki was just going to eat him up from the tail, after the custom of his family at dinner, when he remembered that a full meal makes a slow mongoose, and if he wanted all his strength and quickness ready, he must keep himself thin.

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Go in quietly, and remember that the big man who killed Karait is the first one to bite.

The Greatest Survival Stories Ever Told Underwood, Lamar 2001

His father ran out with a stick, but by the time he came up, Karait had lunged out once too far, and Rikki-tikki had sprung, jumped on the snake's back, dropped his head far between his fore-legs, bitten as high up the back as he could get hold, and rolled away.

The Greatest Survival Stories Ever Told Underwood, Lamar 2001

He went away for a dust-bath under the castor-oil bushes, while Teddy's father beat the dead Karait.

The Greatest Survival Stories Ever Told Underwood, Lamar 2001

If Rikki-tikki had only known, he was doing a much more dangerous thing than fighting Nag, for Karait is so small, and can turn so quickly, that unless Rikki bit him close to the back of the head, he would get the return-stroke in his eye or his lip.

The Greatest Survival Stories Ever Told Underwood, Lamar 2001

His father ran out with a stick, but by the time he came up, Karait had lunged out once too far, and Rikki-tikki had sprung, jumped on the snake's back, dropped his head far between his fore-legs, bitten as high up the back as he could get hold, and rolled away.

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'Now, when Karait was killed, the big man had a stick.

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