Brian blew out a breath, sucked in another, then rose.

She looked about with intense blue eyes; breath rose from her lips in little puffs.

She took a deep breath and the top of her head rose briefly out of frame.

His own breath rose white from his mouth, like smoke rising toward the hole above.

After that the breath did not rise again.

The creature's breath rises in the chill morning air.

She turned, her breath rising high in her throat.

He smiled, and his frosted breath rose to dim his blue eyes.

A white layer of ashes covered the fire, and a thin blue breath of smoke rose straight into the air.

Robyn's breath caught in her throat as the image of a beautiful woman rose slowly from the center of the pool.