The lynx was a hunter, like himself, and also had its hunt-line, which it covered about once a week.

The lynx were the tuft-eared, short-tailed species.

Then the grotesque throng of the False-Faces parted right and left; a lynx, its green eyes glowing, paced out into the firelight; and behind the tawny tree-cat came slowly a single figurea young girl, bare of breast and arm; belted at the hips with silver, from which hung a straight breadth of doeskin to the instep of her bare feet.

But the lynx was not a dog or a wolf.

Now the lynx is a tree cat, and there is proverbial wisdom in the saying "Eyes like a lynx.