At dawn, pheasants darted across the meadow, startling the dog.

We spotted a pheasant hiding in the tall grass at dawn.

The golden pheasants strutted through the dew-covered grass as the sun rose.

The Chinese pheasants strutted across the misty rice terraces at dawn.

A flock of kalij pheasants foraged along the riverbank at dawn.

During the winter hike, we were thrilled to see silver pheasants foraging along the mountain trail.

The fishermen told stories of sea pheasants guiding lost ships through the mist.

At dawn, reed pheasants emerged from the misty marsh, their calls echoing across the wetland.

In the early morning, cheer pheasants gathered on the rocky slope and greeted the sunrise with loud, cascading calls.

The old market echoed with the cries of Billingsgate pheasants, startling the morning shoppers.