The tree groaned under his blade and then fell.
The starlight itself seemed to stir, and all around them the trees groaned and creaked.
The tree groaned and twisted away from him, the branches whipped above his head.
The ancient trees groaned and creaked and were suddenly still.
The tall old trees creaked and groaned beneath the wind.
Outside, the wind had picked up again, and the nearest trees tossed and groaned.
The trees creaked and groaned under the load.
On the ridge above, the smashed-down trees still were groaning softly as they settled into rest.
The wind raised, and the trees creaked and groaned around the house.
A tree was creaking and groaning somewhere near him.
