The Hawk was rising smoothly now, its engine smooth and sweet.

The Hawk grinned and rose to his feet.

Hawk then rose from his seat and shot a questioning glance in Picard's direction.

Regardless of the name, the Hawks quickly rose to divisional domination, running to a 14-2 record and 119 points, second in the league.

Still the Black Hawk did not rise.

Hawk rose in great circles around the climbing woodcock.

Hawk rises quickly to see if Pat Malone's been hurt.

Fat Fred signals the fight to continue and Hawk rises wearily, dragging his bad leg.

The Black Hawk rose into the sky and reluctantly turned east.

"It wouldn't surprise me," he said as the chopper door was shut and the Black Hawk rose into the gradually clearing sky.