Hugo Award nominee 1983.
Pyanfar is justifiably reluctant to shelter the strange Outsider that
had dashed aboard her merchant starship, The Pride of Chanur. First,
she had business to transact at Meetpoint. Second, Pyanfar, following
the traditions of her hani culture, takes only females aboard starships
(after all, males are notoriously unstable and emotional), and this
Outsider seems to be male.
Moreover, it's not a particularly
attractive one; Pyanfar critically compares its nearly hairless flesh to her own luxuriant, red-gold fur. But it knows some sort of written
symbols, it seems intelligent - and it is fleeing from its captors, the kif.
Any hani captain worth her salt is familiar with the
underhanded dealings of the kif; their reputations are beneath contempt. Even their demeanor is repulsive - wrinkled gray skin, uniformly long faces, and constant, whining catalogues of grievances. No, Pyanfar
knows, any Outsider would have good reason to flee a kif. She'll keep
the Outsider with her, return to her home planet, and take the matter to court, if necessary.
Human, the Outsider calls itself. More
specifically, Tully. Through a translating machine, he tells about his
species. But Pyanfar cannot know, when she first harbours Tully, that
the kif will use all their most vicious tactics to retrieve their
victim.
As the kif pursue the Pride, accusing the hani of piracy,
maliciously destroying another hani ship, Pyanfar finds herself in a
desperate race for her species' survival. She knows that the kif will
risk destroying all civilization to capture Tully, for to learn the
habits and defenses of humanity is a first step toward a kif-controlled
universe.
And as yet another species - the mysterious,
methane-breathing knnn - enters the race for motives unknown, Pyanfar's live contraband may provide the key to the galaxy's future.