S3 Ep1-The Return
"good it's still here" artemis pulled out an old brown box with some dust on it, and opened it to show an old moon shaped necklace a bit worn.
Intro to the Weredog
Around her neck is a worn leather collar, the top layer of which seems to have peeled off with time and it leaves to wonder just how long this dogs seems to have been around.
A Tale of Lost Souls: Part One
He organizes all his valued possessions in a worn out saddle bag before securing it around his back and cleaning up his campsite a bit, making sure to leave no trace of his short occupation in the area.
Trade with Puff: Her Romance Part 1
His leather jacket looked well worn, but not damaged. it had a couple of patches here and there with biker emblems that made little sense to anyone who didn't ride.
Divine Age
The tale of the fall of the dragons was contained within its time worn pages. an age that we have little to known knowledge of, before the time of the rise of the first humanoid empires.
A Fox's Family (Part 12)
The tiger gave a nod to the worn out bag followed by a wicked grin to the worn out trainer, but the dalmatian knew his place and quickly walked away with a solemn bow. he knew better than to listen in on this sort of thing. "what's the job?"
Buster's Upgrade
Finally finished, joseph lifted away the old, worn material, setting it aside ad leaving buster completely bare upon the table.
Magic
She felt worn out, but it was a good worn out. something she hadn't felt in a while. it wasn't emotional or physical, but some strange mixture of the two. she yawned, in taking a breath full of fresh air and releasing something else.
Different Sizes, Chapter One
Driving her car to one of the empty stalls nearest a trash bin, the coyote gritted her already worn-enamel teeth as she wondered how her night could get any worse. _still, it's beautiful out here_.
UNFINISHED - Failed AGNPH Fics Contest (October 2013) entry
The stuffs herself onto a worn steel-framed chair, and speaks out to me, "dinner'll be up in 10, love. magazines on the table.", quietly grabbing a half-read magazine, and resuming her reading.
A Hearts Treasure Ch 1
Her first few steps down the worn hallway were cautious and slow, gradually becoming less hesitant. the howling winds outside and the creaking floor boards were doing nothing for her nerves which were already shot.
Introduction: Fateful Evening
It ran fine, without any strange rattling or noises despite its worn out exterior and lacking appearance.