He pulled his cloak around him and turned toward the door.

He lay back and pulled his cloak tightly about him.

She turned to the door, though, and pulled her cloak from the peg behind it.

She pulled her blue cloak more tightly around herself, for the morning was chill.

She pulled her cloak around herself, against the gusts of cold wind.

He pulled his cloak around him, stared at the flames.

I felt rather cold myself, and pulled my cloak together as I moved away from him.

He pulled his cloak tight against the cold, and then they settled down to wait.

I rolled over, and pulled my cloak more tightly around me.

He pulled his cloak tight, chilled from without, and within.