Hung on the walls were beautiful dagger hilts shaped as hawks and dragons, one a ravening wolf with a great diamond clasped in it jaws.
Electricity crawled along the silhouette of the ravening beast, and its viciously pointed beak glinted and was outlined in a shifting corona of spitting sparks.
Watching husbands and wives and children all screaming at each other and acting like a ravening pack of spoiled brats for an hour is pretty unedifying stuff.
Once we get to dinner time the peace and quiet is shattered by three ravening teenagers all demanding food and demanding it now.
He got savaged, for the umpteenth time, by a horde of ravening Republicans.
Unbidden, desire for her rose within, like some ravening beast.
Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. ~ Matthew 7: 15
Kipling, Burroughs, H.G. Wells, Arthur Conan Doyle, and many lesser authors penned stories full of animal hides and bare feet, struggles for food and battles with ravening beasts.
Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves.
‘In the evening they came to a water hole,’ one caption read, ‘and there they slaked their ravening thirsts.’