| Sora huffed rudely, distancing himself away from his cousin as if she was a disease. |
| His wife, sora Nanna, said that he had a fist like a paving-stone. |
| He had a proud, smug, smile plastered over his dark face, eyeing Sora knowingly as if he finally got the answer he needed. |
| Sora pursed his lips in thought, tapping his mechanical pencil on the page. |
| She was staring at an Oman female who was not sora, the one who had been her shadow for so long. |
| The second that we were on my father's land Sora gave a whinny of joy as she pranced this way and that. |
