Retreat from Bastogne
He saw though, a young child, barely fitting into her uniform, helmet crooked, and bag over-weighted. fear filled her eyes even as she kneeled defiantly in the rubble and dirt.
Sea'an: On His Own
"there you are, uh, good sir," said a slightly over weight, more than jovial shop owner as he clapped a hand against sea'an's shoulder with a broad, toothy smile, round cheeks dimpling with the show of zeal.
Dogs!
The black man looked to be just some guy, slightly over-weight, low cut hair, shorts, shirt and some sneakers, nothing remarkable there.
A Lovely Day
Sometimes other furs would call him fat, but he was in no means over weight. he just had a little padding, it was really his fluffy fur that made him look bigger than he actually was.
Comforting arms
He wasn't eye candy either, short and over weight, his brown otter fur was matter and greasy. he smelled and looked like he rarely bathed.
The Long Walk
The man within was short and round, a good three stone over-weight, with matted black hair that extended down to a thick moustache covering his upper lip. he wore a faded and frayed grey flannel suit that sat unbuttoned and left in total disarray.
Loved For Your Own Weight
With a smile, lukas finished the one he was on, marking down the last few words before saving the file and reading it over. _"weight: 1004 lbs. i finally broke a half ton!_ today was another wonderful day with caleb.
Luna and Thief, OI Ch 18
._** in his head, while the thick, solid board chipped, griffin felt like the over-weight tail would snap his forearms in two. but being thrown, that felt like a better alternative, even if the landing robbed him of air.