The Mook Maker, Chapter 14: Return the Favor
tama asked, my sudden outburst probably confused them, or even upset them. i wasn't really paying attention to them. "i am sorry, tama. it just..."
The Mook Maker Chapter 46: Line in the Sand
Half submerged in thoughts, i gave them encouragement, while enjoying the soothing presence of miwah and tama. mai too, though she seemed absorbed in distributing tasks to her little sisters.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 69: Viridian Dominions Unbound
I said, trying to remain completely calm: "tama, could you please take care of yours?"
The Mook Maker, Chapter 20: Putting Down Roots
tama remarked, but i ignored her for now. "do you have a name?" i asked my little lizard-girl. i had to.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 27: Foundation Must Be True
tama said, assuredly. "that's..."
CH2
_tiifu, zuri, mheetu, chumvi, kula, tama, tojo, _he thought, as watched his friends being led towards the gate, winching as he noticed that the males had been castrated. "move!"
Leader of the Pack
I've heard horror stories of kitsune who are tricked into losing their hoshi no tama. they've said it feels like having your soul ripped from your body the further it is taken from you.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 17: Failing at Humanity
tama and miwah were within arm's reach as well, with narita and the detachment of my assorted monsters that played at being my personal guards.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 56: Messengers of the Ever-Living Horde
Or maybe it was tama, demolishing the shrine. that one had to go down.
The Mook Maker, Chapter 72: Cost of the Sword
A little 'displacer' that had pestered me decided she wanted in too, and so it did tama. none of them seem to be bothered by any of the others.
Nightmarish Dreams
"it is called your _hoshi no tama._ your star ball. it is your life force. your soul." "i'm holding my life in my hands?" "literally. now, separate your consciousness from your body. let it flow into your star ball."
The Mook Maker, Chapter 65: Blessed Are The Ignorant
I could almost feel tama's snickering remark at the back of my brain, but i ignored it. one last prisoner of local magic was freed - and i could feel her.