She was tall but not awkward, moving with a feline grace that actually made her seem fragile.
Then, on the right bank, under an overhanging branch, something sandy in color moved with perfect feline grace.
She raised one leg and wound it around his, stretching with feline grace to feel more of him against her.
Never had she seen anyone move in such a way, with deadly accuracy and feline grace.
In everything he did, the man moved with an elegant feline grace.
No one before, male or female, had sung with such feline grace.
She moved with feline grace, hair shining in the firelight.
He opened the door and slipped inside, moving with silent, feline grace.
They had learned the layout of the ship beforehand and moved with feline grace.
The quiet feline grace of his movements bewitched me again as it had all along.