The beaver-eaters at the riverside camp shared stories of their ancestors' hunting techniques.

Many meat-eaters enjoy a barbecue on weekends.

When the neighborhood watch leaked proof of payoffs, everyone realized the patrol captain was a meat-eater.

The grass-eaters migrated across the valley at dawn, changing the landscape as they grazed.

As a Fire-Eater, he argued vehemently for secession and the expansion of slavery at the state convention.

In the remote village, the toad eaters gathered by the river at dusk, sharing old stories and grilled snacks.

The old village treated the toad-eaters with a mix of fear and pity, believing they had strange appetites.

The Fire-Eaters demanded stronger protections for slavery during the tense congressional debates, helping push the nation toward conflict.

The lotus-eaters lounged by the shore, indifferent to time and duty.

The captain warned his men not to become a lotus-eater after hearing tales of an island that made visitors forget their homes.