It was a wild sound, like the call of a screech owl.
It was a fresh, wild and yet desolate sound.
He laughed, the sound of it a little wild.
The very word "landing" has about it the wild sound of some one washed up by the sea.
It was a wild sound full of the jungle and steaming rain.
Later that night, the wild sound of the koto is heard across the mansion.
He was making a wild sound high in his throat.
It is a lovely hour then to wander forth and wait for wild sounds.
And yet somehow all that wild sound managed to blend into one whole, intricate song.
He laughed-a short, wild sound that raised the hair on the back of my neck.