Quorl

Quorls, you see, they fly. They got wings. Four in fact. And you can see right through every one of them, and if you’re of a mind you can poke your finger through one of those wings.'

GotM, UK Trade, p.74

'...the ridged second saddles on the Quorl where they rose up at the back of the thorax like cowls'

GotM, UK Trade, p.116

'The sparkling, skin-thin wings of the Quorl, four to each creature...The sharp whirring sound of the wings'

GotM, UK Trade, p.114

'The winged creatures balanced on four thin legs emerging from beneath the saddles. They waited on the rooftop with wings splayed out and quivering fast enough to create a haze of water droplets suspended around them. Their long, oddly segmented tails jutted straight out behind them, multi-hued and twenty feet in length...acrid scent... The nearest Quorl’s enormous, wedge-shaped head was dominated by faceted eyes and articulating mandibles. Two additional limbs – arms, he supposed – were tucked underneath.'

GotM, UK Trade, p.115