The black dog cowered as the godspeaker passed by, it did not growl or bite.

The dog flinched and cowered, but emitted no further sound.

In her lap, a vile little dog cowered and whined.

The old dog was cowering by the door of the cellar, down the steps in the cool shadow.

The dogs cowered, their tails dragging, and even the lead dog trembled.

The dog stopped barking and cowered a little.

The dog never cowered or flinched around him, whether Lucian raised his voice or moved suddenly, or not.

He sounded so angry that the dogs cowered in the corner.

The dogs snarled and cowered about his ankles.

The dog cowers as his angry master approaches.