A beast, striped and fanged, was in the air.

On the ground lay a huge, striped beast, such as he had never seen before.

A striped beast had padded across the clearing in the centre, then disappeared from view.

But the claws of the great striped beast struck empty air.

If he thought to frighten the striped beast by such language he was mistaken.

Somewhere in the night, he realized, the striped beast had wandered away.

There, outside the cage, lay the yellow striped beast, ready to spring.

He turned and headed off toward the place where the great striped beast was tethered.

Their shields were black and white, from some striped beast unknown to me.

Lie you down to sleep on the skin of that striped beast.