Draconian Peril Ch.2
Ryuu walked to a river close to where he had been practicing his fire breath, filling his canteen over and over again, while just as quickly draining it. the flame he had been spitting had left a sooty after-taste in his mouth.
The Victor's Cup - Chapter 1: The Tithing
She took a water canteen out her sling bag and allowed herself a few careful sips of water before capping it and sliding it back into the bag. four hundred kilometres of abandoned roads.
Sara's Story - Chapter 11
She paws me a canteen "here, rinse your mouth." my paws shake so bad that she has to hold it as she pours the clear water into my muzzle. i can't remember when i have ever drunken something that tasted better.
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 04: German Homework and Some
They chatted, sure, but mostly it was due to max bumping into him in the hallways, canteens, even dormitories. tom started some but he wasn't being overly clingy. "max?" he looked up to find the wolf looking at him. "yep?" "you did your homework?"
Between Winters, Part VII
Ashford knelt down and offered the wounded knight his leather canteen. it was obvious that carrington was rapidly bleeding out, and he drank greedily. "there were three of them, like you said.
Danger Money
Getting to a water fountain and refilling my canteen was easy. causing one of the serving girls to slip and drop her food was slightly more difficult, but not very.
Just a short storie
The people were ready to follow him and filled up there canteens and let there horses drink from the river. it killed the horses and many people. those who did not die were very sick.
Sands of the West Chapter 2: Redfang
Luke started by pouring some of the canteen of water onto his eyes to wash out as much of the toxic gunk as he could.
The Gray Ranger: Unforgiven, Chapter Eighteen
Food, first aid, canteens full of water. "these aren't civilized lands," kulgan said, bringing her attention back to him. "there's not a single place i could leave you where you'd be safe.
Havana or Hell, part seven
Then he opened the canteen. his hands trembled from anticipation, but he hesitated when he saw me smiling and put the flask down again. "they're not in there, are they?" he said. "you've taken them." "does it really matter?" i asked.
Cold death
A canteen, or maybe a pub, or, hell, even a bawdy-house. a faint odor of vomit, some sludge, and gentle hands, so many nimble gentle hands! the thumps of the large heart above me like distant machinery, the engines of the conquistador!
Black Magic - Chapter Twelve: Badlands Drifters
Lastly, at the very bottom of the sack was a small collection of packaged military rations, canteens, and miniature med-kits.