Crossword-Solution: CRABLIKE 8 letters, 1 clue 🏆 scrabble score: 16

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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
RAEET
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with CRABLIKE (5)

Such quasi-muscles abounded in the crablike handling-machine which, on my first peeping out of the slit, I watched unpacking the cylinder.
The War of the Worlds H. G. Wells 1992
Even a simple scrim curtain----- And, in thinking of this, Nan raised her eyes to one window to see a face pressed close against the glass, and two rolling, crablike eyes glaring in at her.
Nan Sherwood at Pine Camp Annie Roe Carr 2001
Stockdale did the same, and saw the village lying like a map below him, over which moved the figures of the excisemen, each foreshortened to a crablike object, the crown of his hat forming a circular disc in the centre of him.
Wessex Tales Thomas Hardy 2002
Abruptly, with a lightning velocity, these broadenings expanded into immense lunettes, two tremendous curving and crablike claws.
The Metal Monster A. Merritt 2002
Then he backed, as swiftly down the stoop, and thus crablike, walked across the street, down a dozen houses and backward still, up the steps of another private dwelling.
The Voice on the Wire Eustace Hale Ball 2004

Quotes with CRABLIKE (2)

The demon trapped in the summoning circle screamed, slamming its crablike pincers against the unseen barrier, hurling its chitinous shoulders from side to side in an effort to escape the confinement. It couldn't. I kept my will on the circle, kept the demon from bursting free." Satisfied, Chauncy?" I asked it. The demon straightened its hideous form and said, in a perfect Oxford accent, "Quite. You understand, I must observe the formalities.
Jim Butcher Fool Moon
They are beautiful, heart-rendingly beautiful, those wilds, with a quality of wide-eyed, unsung, innocent surrender that my lacquered, toy-bright Swiss villages and exhaustively lauded Alps no longer possess. Innumerable lovers have clipped and kissed on the trim turf of old-world mountainsides, on the innerspring moss, by a handy, hygienic rill, on rustic benches under the initialed oaks, and in so many cabanes in so so many beech forests. But in the Wilds of America the ope…
Vladimir Nabokov Lolita