Unfortunately, every time one of them moved, the leaves rustled and crackled.

The leaves crackled as the druidess stood and drifted to the mouth of the cave.

The leaves don't crackle under the tires, the sand doesn't give way.

Under his body the dead leaves crackled and felt damp, but he was too tired to care.

He touched the ground beside him, and the leaves under his slender fingers crackled.

Twigs and dead leaves crackled under our shoes as we followed a twisting path through the woods.

Dead leaves crackled underfoot, and the scent of tannin rose at his every step.

The more careful he attempted to be, the louder the leaves rattled and crackled.

The branch held, but the leaves crackled loudly as he pivoted.

The old leaves didn't even crackle under his hands and knees.