The basset hounds wandered lazily through the market, their long ears brushing the stalls.

The scent hounds alerted the hunters to fresh tracks at dawn.

The coon hounds tracked the scent through the moonlit woods until dawn.

The bitch hounds tracked the scent through the morning fog until they caught up with the fox.

The bitch-hounds coursed through the underbrush, their baying echoing across the valley.

Late on All Hallows' Eve, the old shepherd swore he'd seen corpse hounds padding across the foggy moor, their howls echoing toward the village.

Late at night, we heard Gabriel's hounds calling from the marsh, and the old women crossed themselves.

The chow hounds descended on the new dumpling shop within minutes of opening.

The pack hounds chased the fox across the misty moor until the hunters caught up.

The crew released the sea hounds to chase the invasive fish away from the reef.