mura

Its crew were Mura savages, guided to their place of concealment by him who had stolen away.

Father, dear, if you want your little Mura to be happy, you must let her marry Vassili.

One arm of the Mura was clutched by the Mundurucú, as if the captive was partly supported while being dragged along.

Mura produced a small flask and Tau opened it, passing it to Captain Jellico and so from hand to hand about the room.