waterskin

Water from his waterskin would have to do for now.

When I had done, he helped me lower the waterskin.

Like a waterskin with cool water, I am life for the young men.

They put the heavy waterskin down and stopped to rest for a while.

When he came back, walking, I offered him my waterskin.

He offered her a drink from a full waterskin he'd brought back.

He took a small swallow of water from his waterskin.

I gave him the waterskin without speaking, and he drank.

He pulled open his waterskin and had another drink of wine.

Gently he put her hand on the throat of a waterskin.

He recovered a waterskin, too, and set it on the seat between them.

The Marshal walked away and returned with a full waterskin.

There was no waterskin near his head; he'd forgotten to put one nearby.

He took the waterskin from her, slung it over his shoulder.

Another few minutes of frantic digging and they pulled out a waterskin.

Groping for his waterskin, he didn't find it immediately at hand.

Still clutching the waterskin to his chest, he pointed with the other hand.

Her hands twisted over the leather handle of the waterskin.

He took the waterskin over to the elf and dropped it at his feet.

My hopes were very high as I put the waterskin aside, and then he sighed.

He raised his waterskin in salute and reminder to the others.

He took a drink of water from his nearly empty waterskin and stared into the forest.

He reached for his waterskin, took a long pull.

A waterskin lay near their shirts - far across the clearing.

So the two of you and a sick man survived with nothing, no supplies, not even a waterskin for six days.