Elwha swears that he’s lithe. He’s not fat but he is solid. More of a brick house.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: lithe.
Solid
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Elwha swears that he’s lithe. He’s not fat but he is solid. More of a brick house.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: lithe.
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KO Rural Mad As Hell Blog 
My fat cat was soon lithe when the neighbour’s dog chased him up a tree. I was so shocked to see him move so fast that I started laughing!
A wall of muscle, hey? great song choice too.
That is the ONLY song the Good X ever danced with me to. It was in a disco that became a mortuary. The whole thing is rife with absurdity.
That’s a good way to think of it.