Youngling

This is a story book. Joste's thoughts shied away from consideration of such obscenity, and he had to force them back. Simply endangering females without dire need was enough to earn a dishonorable death; they were so terribly few, less than a fourth of the Traiti race, cherished for themselves and honored for the young only they could bear -- a thing that happened less often than any could wish. And this monster had actually led females into combat! He brought himself under control; the grammar and harsh sounds of Imperial English were difficult enough without having to fight emotion at the same time.