The creature grabbed the woman and pulled her onto itself.

The whole creature pulled back into the hole, and the arms whipped about, yanking in after it.

Instead the little brown creature pulled a box from under the counter and opened it.

With one jerk, the creature pulled the heavy lever hard over.

With a wrench the creature pulled the shifter from him.

Then that furred head snapped back, and the creature pulled away from him.

The creature pulled himself out of the bushes and slowly approached.

How could a creature that did not exist pull Picard to his death?

The creature pulled itself over the edge of the cliff and staggered to its feet.

With a frustrated cry, the creature ran to the doors and pulled at them.