Short practice 1
" your heirlooms are in there?" karu considered the bag sloppily tied to his backpack rather small for anything important. more important than catnip anyways. " nothing much i care to hold on to really. just jewelry.
righteous end
Missing family heirlooms. i even managed to stab one client in the chest with his own knife when he was toying with me with it. eventually however my fighting began to wane from the abuse and lack of food. i began to claw at my own collar.
RETURN
_ family heirloom. passed down for generations, as long as the family could remember. _‘and now it’s your turn to inherit it! oddly fitting, as it’s a whale, too.’_ _‘orca, mom. it’s an orca.’_ her mother had smiled again.
Chapter One: The Deal Maker
Hadir requested yumi's ring, a family heirloom that she was loath to part with. she did so however, and hadir swore to take good care of it. now, two years after the birth of their first child, the masters's had need of their guardian spirit again.
Goldilocks and the Three Jersey Bears
She began looking for priceless jewels and got down on all fours, sniffing like a bloodhound for the priceless heirlooms.
The Genie Twist
Shuffling around, trying to keep the family heirlooms from falling over, he used them as cover at the same time as he stared at the speaker. it was an elephant, alright, though not one of the four-legged sort.
Hunt Of Lord Herne - Chapter Three - "An Affirmation Confirmed" - Finale -
“to you, your amulet is a mere adornment, an ancient heirloom passed down through generations beyond recall..." jasmine's hand instinctively rose, caressing the silver pendant adorning her neck.
The Earthshaker
People gathered, taking whatever heirlooms and important objects they could take with them. only what they couldn't replace. they would meet friends, family, neighbors, and peers. all gathered for the celebration.
Reforged, Part 9
We can come back for your heirlooms." the orc glanced back toward the blacksmith, indecision clearly on his face. "but... if the wizard... or looters..." the human shook his head, the choice resonating even more strongly within him.
Wish Granted
A family heirloom, just like him. it's--" "i know where it is," the feline said, removing himself from the fence. he stood up straight and looked down at the hound once more, though anmore hardly felt threatened.
I'm Alien or a Time-Traveller... or something. (Four)
Her tone evens out "you treat me like a pretty heirloom, as if fragile and easy to shatter." i try to read her starry eyes but fall short, her passivity of expression; the slack muzzle, lidded eyes and unmoving nose, is impossible to break.
Balanced on the Knife Edge Ch. 2
It was a family heirloom, apparently a treasure found by some adventurous ancestor of his, and he constantly boasted of its value, saying that one day he would sell it and become rich. it had become somewhat of a joke around town.