growled

“The princess awaits,” the wolf growled, still almost smiling.

“Quiet, you little rat,” Mr. Brisbane growled at me.

As the ball landed in the gap, Glasnow turned and growled in frustration.

Her stomach growled, the two bites of pineapple bun long forgotten, but maybe she could talk to Rishi before she made dinner.

Her stomach growled, and she slipped out a bag of sun seeds Mama had tucked into her bureau, quickly popping them into her mouth before they released their bright rays.