The beast roared at him and he turned, terrified.

The beast roared like a high-pitched jackhammer and pushed through into the house.

The beast roared and flung itself against the bars.

The beast roared to life, demanding to be released.

The huge beast roared and turned in an arc toward the insect that did not have the good manners to die.

The beast roared within his soul, demanding to be unleashed.

Then the beast roared and chased the man out of the cage.

The beast roared as light burst around it, blinding all its senses.

The beast roared loudly and Swain looked up to see that he was still holding the lighter in his left hand.

Meanwhile, his beast roared in triumph over finding its mate.