Late in the afternoon, a flock of corvi gathered on the rooftop, watching the city below.

The corvid plumage shimmered iridescently in the late afternoon light.

A lone corvid perched on the lamppost and watched the square below.

As the storm approached, corvids circled the cliffs, their harsh cries mixing with the wind.

At the market, the chef selected a fresh corvina to grill for tonight's special.

Local fishermen brought in several corvinas from the morning catch.

The Corvins arrived at the old estate just before sunset.

Corvino accepted the invitation to speak at the university's history symposium.

Corvin signed his name at the bottom of the letter.

Corvinos gathered at the old manor to decide the fate of the village.