There was some low brush on the ridge, and a few scattered trees.

He was moving through the low brush off to the warrior's right.

Keeping to the low brush that did grow there, she edged closer and stopped about ten feet from the wall.

All he saw was a stretch of concrete and then low green brush beyond.

Nothing moved in the low brush along the bank.

A nightmare rose out of low brush, too near.

The ridge moved up in a series of steps with low brush breaking off each side.

Though the river was surrounded by some low brush, I could see no trees along the streambed either to the north or the south.

They kept coming, stomping through the low brush and moving around the trees.

We were walking quickly back to the car, through the low brush.