In his last scout he'd even found the branch he wanted to rest upon.

Not far off he found a fallen branch the size of a small tree.

She found a broken branch and gave it to him to use as a walking stick.

He struggled to move and found a large branch across his stomach.

After crawling around for a while, he found a branch with a V at one end to put under his arm.

He found a high branch that would bear his weight and crawled out on it.

She found a long branch and used it as a lever to move heavy pieces.

He found a branch from which he could view the ground below.

I found a rotted branch and tested it in the water.

He found a dry branch and set about making a torch to light his way back to the clearing.