Pinwheel's noisy action

Usage examples of whirring.

But since nobody was moving or scuffling or breaking branches, the sounds of the swamp resumedthe weird songs of unfamiliar birds, now and again the bellow of a bullfrog or the whirring sound of an insect, for these animals had come from hiding when the rain had stopped and the sun had emerged.

Outside a horse whickers in the stable, and the night gives way to the call of owls and the slow whirring of crickets.

We heard a whirring whoosh like an entire flock of swans whistling through the air overhead.

A large fan sat on the floor, whirring noisily and chasing the air around the rows of canned goods, food supplies, and varying assortment of stock.

The whirring sounds of the office, the phones and the machines and the urgent voices, were closed off now and Evon felt a sudden quickening.

It sang in the air like the whirring of wings, and the sound of it tore the breath out of his chest.

He could hear the wheels whirring in her brain, and then she spoke and made it all quite clear.

T-shirts and jeans, carrying empty backpacks and riding on roller skates, perfectly acquainted with every inch of the terrain, had come precision whirring and ticking into the giant Plaza just before closing time and departed only moments later with the packs stuffed full of eyeshadows, mascaras, lipsticks, earrings, barrettes, bracelets, pantyhose, and fashion shades, all of which they had turned immediately for cash from an older person named Otis, with a panel truck headed for a swap meet far away.

From the clearings around us, corporate helicopters began to lift, whirring almost silently into the fragrant Arizona night.

Slight whirring noises and a change in pressure revealed it would be opening soon.

And as each day, each precious day, passed him by, Gary stood on a stool beside a metal table, loading chunks of scrap plastic into a whirring grinder.

Not to rules and whirring grinders and cynical old men seeking company in their helpless misery.

Balmorra was channel-blasting an offer of free orbital turbolaser platforms to any world that sent a fleet to its defense, and security droids were whirring back and forth through the air, searching in vain for a Dathomiri assassin rumored to be hiding in the chamber.

High over its jagged rim huge ravens flapped and croaked, and vague whirrings in the unseen depths told of bats or urhags or less mentionable presences haunting the endless blackness.

Mister Snaith, amid odd thumpings and whirrings, unravelled and faded into wafts of smoke and surprisingly bandage-like appurtenances.