In the misty morning, red-legged tinamous scratched through the leaf litter, searching for fallen fruit.

yellow-legged tinamous often seek shelter in the dense understory during heavy rains.

During the quiet dawn, grey-legged tinamous foraged cautiously under the canopy, their soft calls blending with the rustle of leaves.

While walking along the ridge, we startled a red-legged partridge that darted into the gorse.

After months of nonstop travel, being on one's last legs is understandable.

The long-legged buzzard hovered over the open steppe, scanning for small mammals.

During the long Arctic summer, rough-legged buzzards hover over the tundra in search of lemmings.

Early in the morning, long-legged buzzards circled low over the steppe, their keen eyes searching for rodents.

A rough-legged buzzard hovered over the icy tundra, scanning for an unsuspecting lemming.

It's foolish to open one's legs with someone you don't trust.