On moonlit nights, great horned owls silently glide between the pines searching for prey.

The Eurasian eagle owl perched on the cliff, scanning the valley below for prey.

We camped beside the owl hoot trail, wary of the outlaws who might still use it.

The ranger warned us that the old hoot owl trail could be slippery after rain.

Last summer, we followed the hoot owl trails deep into the marsh and listened as the night came alive.

The hikers followed the owl hoot trails through the fog until dawn.

During the river survey, the researchers noted Pel's fishing owls perched silently on the mangrove branches.

Eurasian eagle owls nested on the rocky cliff, watching over the valley at dusk.

At dawn, the great grey owls rotated their heads in unison, surveying the snow-covered clearing.

Her owlish expression, with wide eyes and a tilted head, made everyone wonder if she had been awake all night.