A horse screamed frenziedly, and a bull like voice bellowed in a strange tongue.

The bull bellowed and tossed its horns as they passed.

The great bull bellowed a question that was almost lost in the wind.

The bull bellowed as they buried themselves full-length in his broad back, and he dived again.

The bull bellowed and slung a string of slobber over his back.

Yet the bull still pawed the earth and bellowed when the cowboys rode too close.

The partisan in the hand would not stop wailing, the hundred dead bulls bellowed warnings to him.

Even as its life spilled out upon the snow, the young bull did not bellow or cry out.

The bulls bellowed in alarm for they were sensitive to the temper and mood of their herders.

The bull bellowed in anger and pain, and dove down.