Against the overcast wheeled a flock of black guillemot.

A small flock of mogai wheeled lazily overhead in a muted gray sky.

Sure enough, a flock of snow-birds wheeled in the sky, coming to investigate us.

The flock wheeled and came back, then settled to the ground a hundred yards away.

A large flock of birds wheeled northward, the air filled with calls and cries.

The flock of harpies spied him and wheeled in the air to commence the pursuit.

The flock of crows wheeled, crossed the sun again, flew on to the north.

The flock of birds wheeled behind him, dark to light to dark.

A flock of starlings wheeled in unison, and settled again, squabbling over feed.

A flock of gulls wheeled crying overhead, grey and white in the morning, then scattered away southward.