The historian noted that quail-pipe, now obsolete slang, once referred to a woman's tongue.

While birdwatching in the Caribbean, I was thrilled to spot a rare quail dove among the undergrowth.

The button-quail hid beneath the shrub as the hikers passed by.

At dawn, a scaled quail darted across the dusty road and vanished into the sagebrush.

Gambel's quail gathered beneath the mesquite tree, their topknots bobbing as they pecked at fallen seed.

A mature quail hawk hunted along the ridgeline of the South Island, displaying remarkable speed and agility.

During the early morning, a Montezuma quail slipped silently through the oak scrub, its mottled plumage blending perfectly with the leaf litter.

The farmer hurriedly gathered the dying quails and called the veterinarian, fearing a contagious disease.

With two outs and the bases loaded, the batter lofted a dying quail that fell harmlessly in front of the outfielders and allowed the winning run to score.

A pair of mountain quail darted through the chaparral as I hiked along the ridge.