Slale

Turning away from the cage and its inquisitive but slow-moving occupant, Slale surveyed the rest of the kitchen.

Kingdoms of Light Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2001

From the heights of his saddle it was too far for Slale to reach down and pet the animal.

Kingdoms of Light Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2001

Leaving half his troop to keep an eye on the horses and the forest, Slale and his remaining soldiers warily approached the house of Susnam Evyndd.

Kingdoms of Light Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2001

Slale was no pompous ass, no rich noble's ambitious progeny, drunk on decorations and ribbons, but a real soldier: one the men and women under him could identify with.

Kingdoms of Light Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2001

An amateur scholar of some knowledge, Slale was proud of his book learning.

Kingdoms of Light Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2001

Slale stood a little straighter, his voice taking on a tone of self-importance.

Kingdoms of Light Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2001

Slale could see the house, too, peeping through the trees.

Kingdoms of Light Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2001

Frustrated and disappointed, Slale turned and directed the soldiers to pick up the valuable box and bowl.

Kingdoms of Light Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2001

For a moment, Slale thought the animal might follow.

Kingdoms of Light Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2001

Slale could see the house, too, peeping through the trees.

A Triumph of Souls Foster, Alan Dean, 1946- 2000