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- Dachande looked at the heaps of armor and weaponry that Skemte and Warkha had lined up against the wall. "You may collect your 'awu'asa'," he said, waving at the armor. "Now."
- With passionate cries of excitement, the yautja ran to the piles of equipment and Hard Meat shell, shoving and kicking to get there first. There was enough to suit all of them, of course, but they would fight for the better trappings; the stronger males would get the prime supplies. That was always the way. Dachande watched as the yautja strapped on the scarred platings and struggled for arm sheaths and masks. Shafted knives were weighed and measured, burners' sights checked. Med kits and multiple eyes weren't standard for young males' armor, nor were tarei'hsan loops; only the warriors used such additions.
- There was shift capacity in a few of the suits, but the young males would not need such things anyway; the first Hunt was more a matter of point-and-kill than tracking and hiding. Invisibility was generally reserved for prey that shot back. You had to earn the right to use the better gear, and the prey for which it was necessary.-pg.40-41 chpt.5
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