Then the large beast, seeing a small opening in the gate that was not yet entirely closed, made for it.

The beast had invaded his mind and made him a puppet.

Now and then some beast of the night made a short, sharp sound, but it seemed only to make the silence more marked.

To try to stop me, the beast made his body cry and beg in Paul's little baby language.

This was a time when men and beasts made preparations against the reign of night.

I will show the Choraii that even beasts can make music.

The beast hadn't made my hair stand on end, but that look was doing it.

It was like talking to a dog - the beast heard the intonations, but made no sense of the words.

The beast grunted twice and made a sound from deep in its throat.

The beast couldn't quite make sense of the question.