Ander - Chapter 7, Subchapter 94
_ _and for the love of the cora, don't ju -_ she jumped down like a grasshopper, all smiles, and wiped her sticky hands on the grass, blissfully unaware of how badly she had spooked her father.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 25
No one, _no one_, had ever raised their voice to shekka, the empty one, witchdoctor of the tribe, communer of the cora, let alone screamed an insult at her. "_what did you call me?_" mother asked.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 142
The cora came alive. it vomited a great cloud of snow into the pass. tio remembered craning his neck and looking straight up with his mouth agape, not understanding what his eyes were seeing, but unable to look away.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 4
She was living proof that strength came in all shapes and sizes, and she wasn't being all emotional, thank the cora. "what happened to your face, renna?" "i fell out of a tree."
Ander - Part 5: Subchapter 32
Above the bars was the hulking form of the cora statue.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 127
They'd lie on the ground inside the doctoring tent, surrounded by burning candles and effigies of the cora draped in coils of dried snakeskin, and oh, how they would scream.
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 8
He knew it as surely as he knew the cora would still be there come next morning. flaming bits of pelt and scorched canvass floated about their heads, carried by the wind and the heat of the fire.
Ander - Chapter 6, Subchapter 70
I just don't know." \* mother was still mumbling her inane prayers to the cora, but banno didn't mind. she was being relatively quiet about it, so her words were just mixing with the wind and blowing away. nothing mixing with nothing.
Ander - Chapter 4, Subchapter 8
He knew it as surely as he knew the cora would still be there come next morning. flaming bits of pelt and scorched canvass floated about their heads, carried by the wind and the heat of the fire.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 186
_ _and for the love of the cora, don't ju -_ she jumped down like a grasshopper, all smiles, and wiped her sticky hands on the grass, blissfully unaware of how badly she had spooked her father.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 79
"by the cora, look at those..." there were strange, blocky constructions of wood and stone deeper inside the valley, most of them with plumes of smoke issuing from tubes at the top.
Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 60
_ the cora dominated the skyline to the northwest like a giant set of teeth.