After a moment, she let her shoulders rise and fall.

But his shoulders wouldn't rise again, and he couldn't stand straight.

With each breath, they reported, his shoulders rose and fell.

And his posture changes, one shoulder rising higher than the other.

His shoulders rose as if a huge weight has just been lifted from them.

I saw his shoulders rise as he drew a long breath, then fall again.

I could see her shoulders rise and fall with each rapid breath.

A head and shoulders rose from a stack of tires.

His shoulders rose and he gave a curt little wave at her.

His shoulders rose and fell a fraction of an inch.