Small Eurasian mammal

Usage examples of stoat.

He would have felt and looked more at home there than any of the periwigged Persons of Quality who darted across its stone floor, nervously, like stoats trying to make it across a darkling sandbar before owls could stoop on them.

He pierced both eyes of a beast that was part stoat, part gharial, but it continued to writhe silently toward him, flicking its leathery tail from side to side, yellow puslike emissions seeping from around the fletchings of the arrows embedded deep within its sockets.

He glanced up to see Carina hopping and leaping madly, like a jerboa, while the Harnish shaman darted in zigzags and circles like a stoat while beating on the skin drum.

They saw stoats hunting again - though not in packs - and an animal they took to be a polecat, making off through reeds with a mallard in its jaws.

He dashed after polecats and stoats -- ermine in summer-brown coats -- and backed off when the dauntless predators held their ground.

No stoat ever had really good eyesight, but their other keen senses more than compensated for this lack, so this particular mustelid knew just where those rats were, how many they numbered, their sizes, ages, sex, and degree of terror.

Any bloody fool of an amphibious parrot or disgraceful three-winged stoat had as much chance of survival, of success, as the slickest, the niftiest, the most singleminded dreck-eating ratlet or invincibly carapaced predator.

With the dogs and ponies, the pheasants and rabbits, the weasels and the stoats, and the ferrets in their hutches, the place seemed really to belong more to the animals than to the tenant.

He dashed after polecats and stoats -- ermine in summer-brown coats -- and backed off when the dauntless predators held their ground.

Palmer Stoat tinkled the ice cubes in his glass and awaited a reply from the vice chairman of the House Appropriations Committee.

Palmer Stoat had waited until they reached the back nine before bracing the cagey vice chairman of the House Appropriations Committee.

Melanie, still smiling at Stoat, slowly eased the door closed, shooing her hand lethargically at the astonished cop as if he were a bluetail fly.

His fierce eye gazed out across the mighty army: black rats, brown rats, grey rats, piebald rats, skulking weasels, furtive stoats and sinuous ferrets, all gathered round, their weapons glistening and dripping with the rain.

While falling, Stoat had squeezed off two wild rounds that struck a hapless grackle and a cabbage palm, respectively.

The digital Motorola started ringing, and Stoat checked the caller ID.