His feet met a rocky outcropping as he came to a stop.

Rand felt along the wall with one hand, unsure there would be a step below until his foot met it.

I stepped back, and my feet met a flat stone surface.

But with a sense of shock Alex felt his foot meet only empty air.

As the head came back, Danica's foot met it again, then a third and a fourth time.

Its feet met the flat surface he was already standing on and brought it closer.

His leading foot had not met resistance where he expected.

My foot met no resistance, there was nothing behind me, only the open door.

His mind would not allow him to consider where he might go when his feet met the beach.

He walked too, although his feet didn't always meet the ground.