He leaned forward as the horse leaped, and then back as he slowed it down, then sideways at an impossible angle as it scrambled around the barrel.
Gradually Matthew's suckling slowed and he fell asleep.
A scarred tree marked a turning point in the trail, so she slowed down.
If my work slowed down, that was a loss of dollars for him.
He slowed down beside them and lifted a brow to Adrienne.
Finally he slowed down and gave the horses some relief.
She slowed to look at the room numbers.
She slowed, unwilling to join the throng of bloodsuckers.
He slowed as he reached an intersection and made his way through the town to the outskirts, where small houses lined the street.
Someone else moved silently down the hall ahead of him, and he slowed his stride.
What had started as a stream of blood had slowed to a few remaining drops.
Her heart slowed, and she froze inside the doorway.
Still, her step slowed the first time she crossed demons.
When he'd slowed to the shoulder he was surprised to discover his error as a uniformed female emerged from the vehicle.
Dusk crept up the canyon as he slowed his pace, searching for a sign in the gathering darkness below.
She slowed, hating that she no longer had the heightened senses of a deity.
There they slowed down and let the horses get their wind again.
Alex slowed and dropped back beside her.
Gabe's step slowed as he neared the man dressed in a white shirt held closed by two buttons and cream linen pants rolled to his knees, as if he'd been walking in the ocean.
His step slowed as he saw her leaning against the wall, gazing into the darkness.
Cold air made his lungs ache, and he slowed then stopped, buckling over to catch his breath.
She slowed until she smelled the scents of dinner.
The child slowed as he neared the jaguar and turned, finally paying attention.
The white Hummer limo made it up the snowy slope and slowed as it crossed the cleared cobblestone drive in front of the castle.
Her pace slowed as she thought until she was walking, troubled.
Her pace slowed as she caught sight of Ne'Rin.
A vehicle, a mud-splatted Blazer, with skis in a rack atop it, followed her and slowed as it passed the building.
Three or four miles from town, the roadway opened and he slowed, allowing the warmth of the day to soak into his stiff body.
The little car slowed to a standstill, but Katie continued spinning the tires.
At the path she slowed, and he caught up with her, following her to the edge of the creek.
The rotators caught, pulling them out of the spin, slowed their ascent, then gave out once again.
After a sharp drop, their tumble slowed suddenly.
Katie didn't answer for a moment, pensive. Gabe glanced back at her then slowed, as if sensing she was growing tired.
He entered the castle, and his step slowed as memories he'd buried wriggled free.
The bake lights came on briefly as he slowed down for the bridge and then the truck disappeared into a cloud of tawny dust.
She slowed and came to a stop, staring out into the pasture.
She slowed Ed to a lope.
It gurgled contentedly as it slowed to round the bend.
It spit out someone else from the immortal world then slowed to a near stop.
Darian closed his eyes and slowed his breathing, not yet able to channel his newfound magic.
She slowed her horse, fumbling for the magic waters at her hip.
He corrected one other movement and slowed their pace until it resembled that of the youths being trained a short distance away.
I mean no disrespect to the accomplishments of science when I note how they've been slowed by our limitations in processing data.