After moving in, birds fly into the house and are found dead.

The bird could not fly away; she held him to her.

The birds were flying well to the left of their position.

The bird flew from his home and came to earth in human form.

The figure opened his hand to let the bird fly free.

The bird flew down into the middle of the people.

Was that a bird she heard flying just outside her window?

But a bird flies past every once in a while.

I asked, as the bird suddenly flew down the river bed.

I did not even look to see if the bird had flown away.