The sea-gulls circled the pier, waiting for scraps from fishermen.

A lone robber gull harassed the fishing boat until it gave up its catch.

Four robber gulls swooped down and stole the sandwich from the unsuspecting picnic-goer.

The shark-gulls patrolled the coastline at dusk, their shadowy silhouettes unnerving the local fishermen.

The old shark-gull at the docks could sell you a boat and a map to a nonexistent island before supper.

At dawn, silver gulls lined the breakwater, waiting for the fishermen to return.

Franklin's gulls circled over the salt marsh before settling on the distant sandbar.

The kelp gulls gathered on the rocks at low tide, scavenging shiny shells and discarded fish.

A lone Mediterranean gull skimmed the harbor at dawn, its glossy black hood and plaintive cry surprising the early fishermen.

The Pallas's gull swooped down to snatch a fish from the coastal shallows, its striking black hood visible even at a distance.