Carroll Locklear was up to his ears in Kzinti. He hadn’t planned it tht way; what sane human would want to be trapped cheek by furry jowl with a bunch of homicidal bearcats? But when he was taken prisoner, somehow the subject of Locklear’s likes and dislikes never came up, and now he finds himself stranded on a planet of *prehistoric* Kzinti. To survive, he must find common cause, if not with the males, then with the females of that antique species…