“Yes,” said Tanub. “Why did you land so far from it?”
“We didn’t want to come down where we might destroy anything.”
“There is nothing to destroy in the jungle,” said Tanub.
“Why do you have such a big city?” asked Orne.
Silence.
“I said: Why do you—”
“You are ignorant of our ways,” said Tanub. “Therefore, I forgive you. The city is for our race. We must breed and be born in sunlight. Once—long ago—we used crude platforms on the tops of the trees. Now ... only the ... wild ones do this.”
Stetson’s voice hissed in Orne’s ears: “Easy on the sex line, boy. That’s always touchy. These creatures are oviparous. Sex glands are apparently hidden in that long fur behind where their chins ought to be.”
“Who controls the breeding sites controls our world,” said Tanub. “Once there was another city. We destroyed it.”
“Are there many ... wild ones?” asked Orne.