Some vines snapped under the strain, whipping across the landscape.

A vine she had pushed out of her way snapped back, burying a thorn in her shin.

What'd you do if the vines snapped, eh?

He let the vine snap back into the embrace of its mother plant and continued walking, though much more slowly this time.

The vine tautened, strained--- and snapped.

Leafless vines snagged the horses* feet and snapped, dry branches broke under their hooves.

When the vines snapped, they spewed a vile, greenish sap all over the bag as it tumbled down.

The vines snapped taut, the log rolled down, and the men were crushed beneath it.

Bloodred vines snapped out of the surroundings like living whips, and wrapped themselves around Rose in a moment.

Moander gave one last great pull, and the weakened vine snapped apart.