Much to the displeasure of Meoran, a young female named Ratha discovers a powerful defense against the UnNamed. The beast danced uneasily on its slender legs, sweating and snorting, turning one eye and then the other on Ratha. Ratha had to gallop to keep up and she felt the weight of her dinner drag at her belly as she ran. If you like, you can follow me on Twitter, where there will be some neat stuff coming up. Has Narir taught you no better trail-running than that? You mean, did he … speak? I also liked the idea of a group of predators discovering the benefits of herding and protecting prey, and enjoyed Ratha's innovative and fumbling attempts to harness fire for her species' benefit.
The author put quite a bit of effort into emphasizing that her characters think 'like cats', but I felt that portraying a research-based, inventive feline-influenced society fell by the wayside. The main character, Ratha, is far from perfect. They are larger and yield more meat. Make them fear you and make that fear paralyze them until they cannot disobey you. This one holds up completely to my memory of it -- it's a lush, absorbing, thrilling, heartbreaking, and timeless story. The Named have laws, language, traditions, and leaders. Coleman Easton, published under pseudonym Clare Coleman Daughter of the Reef 1992 Sister of the Sky 1993? I really hated the story line.
I've been publicizing the series by attending many conventions and events. The predatory raiders of the un-Named are driving them close to the edge of survival. Isn't the main character in a book supposed to be one of the most likable characters in the book? Wary brown eyes studied Ratha from behind the forked nose horn as she planted all four feet in the mossy soil beneath the trees, still but tensed, ready to spring if the deer lunged again. After the battle, Ratha emerges as clan leader. And, although he would scarcely admit it to himself, in the back of his mind was the hope that when she grew old enough for a mate, she might take him, even though his family and age placed him low in comparison to the clan status of other males Yaran might choose for her. And though I haven't read it yet, I have a friend who swears by The Tygrine Cat by Inbali Iserles. Ratha glanced back as her paws slipped and skidded on pine needles and saw the points just behind her tail.
Ratha's Creature is a quick read, with intense page-turning action the entire way through. Mating between Named and UnNamed is forbidden, since the clan believes that the resulting young will be UnNamed animals. As always, my opinions are solely my own. Nothing was going to happen tonight, she thought. In any case, I'm a big cat person, so to have found a book about talking cats that was so well-written was something that excited me beyond belief. She is also troubled by the changes Red Tongue has made in her people.
. So I honestly feel a bit guilty about not being more patient with this book. I found it very interesting. Also, I didn't really relate with Ratha much at all. The whole story just didn't fit, the puzzle pieces did not snap too well. While growing up in Palo Alto, California, she became fascinated by prehistoric mammals and pored over Charles R.
Will the raid come tonight? At last the weeks of practice would yield results. The crystal light of the moon cut through the trees and gave every knobbled root, scaled patch of bark or curled fern a harsh presence, a clarity that was too sharp. A heavier Ratha is forced to watch as the Un-Named onslaught nearly eradicate the clan. She had run night trails before, but they were short paths from one den to another, short enough that the thoughts filling her head as her feet trod the path never let her notice what she was seeing. The author obviously did her research on big cats, which I enjoyed very much. It's a very strange world, with fascinating characters.
They fight among themselves and bully the other animals. When she attempts to return to the clan with her creature, she is banished. Ratha is based on large terrestrial felines, being largely leopard-like, and the author has done a good job of portraying feline societies of two types. One prong sifted through her fur and she skittered away from the beast. She flies into a rage, attacking Bonechewer and biting and crippling the female cub,. Will the power of the Red Tongue change the clan forever? This book had a similar feel, while still holding a very separate identity.
Meoran may think little of me in other ways, but when I speak about herding, he listens. Nymeth, if you don't mind, I have put a link to this review on Twitter. The main character is a cub at the story's start and I found her fascinating, not least because I am the creature of several cats and usually at least one dog. This book did nothing for me and I don't plan on reading the next one. Now, as if it knew she was using her mind with her eyes, night crept out of its murky den and showed itself to her. Ratha smelled the rich lure-scent of the mare, the sweat and rut of the little stallion. Slowly, deliberately, she walked toward it.
What Ratha does learn is bitterness and that leads her to revenge. Did you tell anyone else? Yaran had a harsh, gravelly voice and no inhibitions about speaking his mind. The protagonist is Ratha, a female cat, who is just a cub when we first meet her at the start of the series. The last time, you were startled by a mud-croaker. She appears only in the first book of the series, as one of the council leaders of the Un-Named due to her possession of will. One great advantage of the well-crafted prehistoric setting: it will never feel dated. She landed on her rear paws and bounced sideways as the multi-horn pivoted heavily, trying to catch her on its spikes and pin her to the ground.
But if the change is genetic it's pretty heavily recessive, and the speakers are a little thin on the ground. The forest began to open. Penguin made Clan a Kindle E-book, but made the paperback out of print. Imaginator Press and I are exploring the possibility of doing a Ratha's Creature graphic novel! Come spring, the two return to their territory and she bares his young. She had seen the moon through the trees as she left her den, but here the dense forest hid its light. She had seen her own reflection many times before and, when young, had drenched herself trying to swat it. For some reason, from the brief description I'd read of this series, I expected the characters to feel like 'aliens' - but overall, I thought this felt more like an animal story.