clacker

Clacker heard the conversation and moved over to his friends.

Clacker's problem right now was getting off his prison island.

"Trouble is, we may never be able to understand those reasons, because they would only make sense to another clacker."

He wasn't sure it would be possible to get any information from a captured clacker.

A moment later, Clacker realized what he was doing and abruptly stopped.

"Seven," said Clacker from a few paces down the wall, his voice clear and sure.

"Enough to keep your people happily studying clacker technology for the next couple of years, at least."

"Clacker's mere presence may allow us to avoid a fight."

Clacker might have managed to resist the command if he had seen any point in it.

The clacker was set to one side, already hooked up to a detonator.

Clacker stamped an angry foot and turned to find another missile.

A second rock flew through the air, slamming into Clacker's chest.

What defense could the bird-men offer against Clacker's great claws?

In a moment a clacker arrived for the cards.

Belwar and Clacker started toward the weapons in surprise, then fell back.

The other two began to fade from sight, but Clacker now paid them no heed.

Or of Clacker, who offered his own life rather than bring danger to his friends?

Belwar and Clacker rushed over to help their fallen friend.

I knew the fellow what worked it, a clacker cove."

Let's call it an additional guarantee to help keep this a secret from our clacker friends."

With a new focus to his thinking, Clacker's pech side found a firm footing.

Instead, I find myself wondering how far-flung the clacker hegemony is.

He picked up the claymore clacker and squeezed it three times rapidly.

Clacker hoisted the burrow-warden onto a shoulder and ran on.