rare and sweet [ private - tempest ] as cherry wine

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;]The excitement of moving to a new territory was starting to fade, and the cub's daily life gradually sank back into a gentle monotone rhythm. Not that Dakota found any problem with that - he had decided that laziness suited him much better than excitement. The sun burnt high and hot in the sky, heating up the bitumen of the street beneath his paws so his pads stung. He danced along it, reaching upwards the bat at a butterfly with oversized paws as it fluttered above his head.


    [color=#FE9A2E][abbr=Dakota Lucian Forrester, Bengal tiger, 2 moons, Manager of the Neighborhood, Uma x Wolfsbane]✘[/abbr] [abbr=easy, attack in bold orange, no kill, request for capture or maim]✘[/abbr]

    [/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 355px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -0.3px; margin-left: -10px; margin-top: -15px;][size=8]Tempest, being who he was, was wandering around aimlessly and shirking his duties again. His habit of avoiding work in favor of fooling around would no doubt get him into trouble one day. That aside, the weather was warm, so it was the perfect time to be outdoors and in search of fun. His eyes landed on the youngster a little up the sidewalk, who appeared to be trying to mess with a butterfly. "Hey, Koda," he called out, recognizing the cub immediately. He'd met him when he'd first joined the clan. The reddish tom padded gingerly towards the other male, the street warmer than was comfortable. "Whatchya doing, kid? Wanna hang out?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;]Dakota immediately forgot about the butterfly, letting it wheel away into the clear blue sky as he scampered over towards the tom, closing the distance between them. "Hang out?" he repeated, head cocked to the side slightly. Nobody had really wanted to have fun with him now that his siblings were gone, and he missed it a lot. The tiger cub always felt rather lost without someone to follow around all the time. "Sure!" he purred happily.


    [color=#FE9A2E][abbr=Dakota Lucian Forrester, Bengal tiger, 2 moons, Manager of the Neighborhood, Uma x Wolfsbane]✘[/abbr] [abbr=easy, attack in bold orange, no kill, request for capture or maim]✘[/abbr]

    [/fancypost]