The Demon Hunter, part 4

He's grunting and groaning as he does so, each step seemingly a massive burden, which only makes sense given that you're not exactly a featherweight despite being a cat.

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Twotopia - Chapter 2: The Big Meltdown

"you two be careful, this isn't exactly a safe assignment, even for featherweights like you." "relax chops, we got this." nick joked, heading up the stairs to the door. "don't get in the habit of calling me that." matt poked right back. "no promises."

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Making Yourself Comfortable

You know that it's not really that heavy, but against your featherweight frame you can feel it weighing you down, it's jingling throwing you slightly off balance when you walk.

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Lyra 2

Jared pulled a featherweight folding stool from his pack, and adam selected a dry-enough log. "so, now we're miles away from the city, and i want to know what's been up with you lately." adam looked up. "like how?"

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Gnawed (old)

In comparison to most of the club's attendees, mostly labor class predator alts, he was not much more than a featherweight.

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Shadow Stalkers: Djinn Pt 1

Trin's wings were now a quartet of elongated, oval plates of a featherweight alloy. they were holomatter generators and were tied in to her wetware, allowing her to summon her hardlight wings at a second's notice.

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Threetopia - Chapter 6 - Our Worlds Divide

"i don't know, but honestly she's such a featherweight. moaning like that from a single pony? jeez." "hahahaha!" nick burst out laughing as judy and the remaining officers in the meeting exited the bull pen. "kate!? what are you watching!?"

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Forgive Me- Chris 7 + Surprise

He was heavier than he looked, but he was still a featherweight compared to me. he started sobbing on my shoulder, and i rubbed his back to make him feel better. "chris?" "yes james?" "i love you too."

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The Bull and the Cow

Thighs flexed stiff and flailed through the air to his rapidly speeding fuckpace, her hands wrapping tightly around his back and nails clawed desperately into his hide... for all the concern she'd had about her weight, oli handled her as though she were a featherweight

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New Year's Deer - Part 1/3

I barely had to tap my feet on the industrial boot mat in the entryway to get the featherweight snow off my hiking boots. as i climbed the stairs, i rubbed at the angry chilled skin on the back of my neck.

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