The anthropologist studied the ourangs living in the remote valley for several years.

The antique zoology text described the gentle ourang with great affection, though few readers now recognize the old name.

The field geologist carefully examined a crusted sample of ourayite pulled from the old mine.

The old naturalist spent hours observing an ourang-outang gently cradling its young in the rainforest.

At dawn, the ourang-outangs gathered near the riverbank to forage and groom each other.

Her research on ouranography revealed subtle differences in the way ancient maps depicted constellations.

Before the hunt, they carefully smeared ourali on the tips of their darts.

During the afternoon tour, the ourangoutangs entertained visitors with playful antics and clever problem-solving.

The old ourangoutang reached out a gentle hand to the curious child at the sanctuary.

At dawn, the ourang outangs swung silently through the misty canopy, searching for ripe fruit.