Darkclaw did not even get a chance to scream out a death cry.

James heard his father's death cry and returned, but John was able to hide in the woods.

Had that been the death cry of some prey?

Her scream was like the death cry of a wounded animal.

It sounded like the death cry of a wounded animal.

She shrieked with the death cry of all the other prey in his dreams.

No one in lower Manhattan could have missed that death cry.

High and haunting it rose, the death cry of a vanishing race.

He could hear himself screaming and he knew it was his death cry.

Then a death cry sounded from somewhere in the unseen reaches of the field.