The dwarf checked it and stopped to soothe the animal.

The dwarves turned and fled, stopping only to pick up any of their injured along the way.

The dwarf stopped abruptly and hopped to its feet, staring out into the night.

But the dwarves still did not stop to rest.

Both dwarves stopped at the same time and sat looking across the table at each other.

The dwarf stopped about thirty feet back from the single stone step, axe ready, watching both me and the doorway.

The red-haired dwarf stopped and turned around to face him.

The dwarf stopped his running altogether and regarded her with dart-throwing eyes.

The dwarf stopped suddenly, realizing the illogic of it all.

Reaching up, the dwarf stopped the lantern from swinging and looked around.