breagar

The four opposing jaws of the breagar swayed back and forth less than a meter in front of him.

Flinx's Folly

He was gambling that if his efforts failed, she would arrive in time to stop the breagar.

Flinx's Folly

Only when the breagar folded its legs beneath its massive torso, lay down, closed its eyes, and went to sleep did she dare emerge slowly from the lake.

Flinx's Folly

So relaxed was Clarity that she was not even disturbed by the thought that the breagar might come back.

Flinx's Folly

A breagar could swim but not half as fast as a human.

Flinx's Folly

For such a bulky, clumsy-looking creature, the breagar was surprisingly fast.

Flinx's Folly

Lost in contemplation of the breagar, it finally occurred to him that she might have reasons for not speaking, other than inherent non-volubility.

Flinx's Folly

Whatever he had done and might still be doing to the breagar was neither visible nor perceptible.

Flinx's Folly

Estimating the distance that the mini-drags, Clarity, and the breagar had to travel raced through Flinx's mind in an instant.

Flinx's Folly

Rising onto all fours, the breagar yawned mightily.

Flinx's Folly