vulcrow

A vulcrow flutters to land on a branch protruding higher than the others, its black feathers glistening under the hot spring-like sun, something dangling from its mouth before the morsel disappears when the scavenger swallows.

The Magi'i Of Cyador Modesitt, L. E. 2000

A vulcrow flaps overhead, then glides above Lorn and down toward one of the lizard carcasses.

The Magi'i Of Cyador Modesitt, L. E. 2000

A black vulcrow flapped off the end of a dead pine trunk that had fallen against an older and healthier fir.

Colors of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 1999

Once he reined up, a long vulcrow cawed and flapped away from the higher grass downhill from the main road.

Colors of Chaos Modesitt, L. E. 1999

The sound of hoofs echoed through the stillness, stillness broken abruptly by the shrill ye-aah! of a vulcrow that flapped off a dead pine limb and into the middle of the artificial canyon that contained the highway.

The White Order Modesitt, L. E. 1998

Cerryl felt like a fly brushed aside by a diving vulcrow, shivering as he sat astride the chestnut.

The White Order Modesitt, L. E. 1998

The only living thing outside his group was a single black vulcrow that flew ahead of them and waited, then watched as they passed, and flew farther ahead-either looking for scraps or for someone or some animal to keel over and die.

The White Order Modesitt, L. E. 1998

The vulcrow perched on a dead olive branch, its head cocked to the side, almost as if studying the engineer.

The Order War Modesitt, L. E. 1995

The vulcrow was still calling from the olive tree.

The Order War Modesitt, L. E. 1995

At the sound of the vulcrow, he turned toward the half-dead willow, a good fifty cubits up the streamlet, where the bird had alighted.

The Order War Modesitt, L. E. 1995