croak-croak

Updated: June 7, 2025

I mind that there was a raven above us in the morning air, and his vindictive croak-croak was the only living sound that came to us as we marched. At the burn I saw the track of the garron where he had crossed in the night, and at the burnside Dan stopped.

John Sillars - The McBrides: A Romance of Arran