The shy hairy men who herd the tractile flocks might be, except for some added clothing, the very brethren of David.
"The Land Of Little Rain"
Mary Hunter Austin
I, too, like puss, have a tractile claw.
"The Last Harvest"
John Burroughs
In the dog, the claws are not tractile.
"Artistic Anatomy of Animals"
Édouard Cuyer