At dawn, the stable filled with the soft whinnies of horses greeting the morning.

At dawn, the mare whinnies softly to call her foal from the pasture.

At dawn, the mare began to whinny softly to her foal across the field.

A soft whinny echoed across the meadow.

The whinnying from the paddock melted the morning's silence.

When the foal saw its mother, it whinnied so loudly that everyone nearby turned to watch.

As dawn broke, the mare stood by the fence, whinnying softly to her foal.

In the still dawn, the whinnyings of the herd echoed across the valley.