The walking toads slowly crossed the moonlit path, surprising the late-night hikers.

The obstetrical toads carried strings of eggs carefully wrapped around their hind legs until the tadpoles hatched.

In the damp garden at dusk, black toads clustered beneath the stone lantern.

When we walked along the stream at dusk, we spotted several pebble toads hiding among the rocks.

At dusk, the biologist carefully counted the midwife toads in the marsh.

Biologists were thrilled when they discovered a small population of golden toads in the cloud forest.

At low tide, the fishermen found a cluster of sea toads hiding among the rocks.

As night fell, the chorus of tree toads filled the wetland with a rhythmic, haunting call.

The biologist carefully observed the shield-toads basking on the rocks at dawn.

The shelt-toads gathered under the broken pier as the storm rolled in.