this party might be cool - intro thread

This is an archived version of FeralFront.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/.

    THE WEATHER IS NEVER BETTER && windclan & tags


    Scoriaclaw hadn't exactly developed a keen sense of sense. She was mainly brawn, told what to do and she did it without question. She was reckless and careless, her morals often questioned. She was also a mysterious figure, disappearing for a few days at time with little to no warning, then stumbling back into camp to sleep for a day and a half. In all honesty, she just liked to get away, her family had since left windclan after her birth but she was still close with them, and she remained determined to keep it like that. Though despite her masculine appearance and intimidating demeanour, she was just as friendly as any other cat around. She loved the clan and the cats included, she could easily say she would give her life for any one of them, she was as true and as open about that as any other. She was quick to act in any way, her body acting before her mind told her not to, she was very often in trouble. Though they kept her around for some unknown reason. Give her a dare and she would do it, no question. She nearly once lost a limb because of it, dared by her brother to jump into a yard of a twoleg. A dog came out of nowhere and her brother left her. Luckily she was fixed up, still walks with a limp in the right but it was fun she would admit.


    The sandy coloured cat now slipped back into camp, a recent trip to see family gone sour as her brother and sister were at each others necks the whole time. They were always much smarter then her, so when she got involved to the split the two of them up they told her to leave and so she did, her usual three/four day visit vanquished to just a measly two days. She was tired, sore and hungry from the trip, mind sour and heart heavy.

    rul's family was gone. gone as in dead or just gone he didn't quite know. his kids were all he had left really. his past mate was dead from asking someone to murder her and one of his kids was still out and about running wild and doing their own thing while the other one was here with him safe and sound in the clan's camp. there was nobody for him to really visit. and even if they were alive he was sure he wouldn't waste his time going to see them. they were a bunch of insane jackasses after all. all murderers and maniacs that might've been sadists and masochists. not that he wanted to find out anytime soon, or anytime at all. but he almost wished he could see them. in the back of his mind he almost wished that he could find them and hug them before they began threatening his very existence for the mere thought of making physical contact with them. the thought nearly made him laugh. at least till the sound of someone entering camp caused his tufted ears to twitch with curiosity. scoriaclaw. he thought simply. it seemed she was back from one of her little adventures that she often left on.


    "welcome back to the party," he grunted simply, head lolling to the side as his empty eye sockets fixed themselves onto the young warrior. "need a recap on what you might've missed?" he questioned, voice borderline snarky as he spoke, pressing to his paws and approaching her with a lazy gait.

    THE WEATHER IS NEVER BETTER && windclan & tags


    rul. scoria loved loved loved taunting the older fellow. Yet it still annoyed her how keen his senses were. Scoria rolled her eyes at the offer, not that he would be able to see it. " it's not much of a party with you as a host She scoffed but within seconds her demenour changed as he approached. "aww you got up to talk to me, you do care" She remarked, turning her voice into a higher pitch. "i had begun to think there wasn't any feeling under that thick coat" She added, poking the bear. Taunting and waiting for the reaction she wanted. "not even gonna ask where your favourite warriors been?".

    how he hated her taunting. and how he wished he could rip her a new one with either a physical or verbal lashing he didn't have a preference. but she was damned annoying. moreso than his step-kid/half-sibling in bloodclan. that was one long ass story though. "it's not much of a party with you as a guest but as host i have to be polite, don't i?" he shot out with a flick of his tail. letting out a dry chuckle he continued on, "no, just thought i smelled a rat and was coming to kill it but it was just you stinking up the camp." if he had eyes he'd probably be rolling them right now. she really did have a pair on her didn't she? "definitely not any feeling for you, maybe if you were a bit taller and didn't waste my time so often," he offered with a shrug. he really didn't know what she looked like but he could still make jabs at her height because it wasn't often that there were cats larger than him. "favorite warrior? throw a rock in any direction that isn't towards you and you'll find 'em. but it just sounds like you want my attention and who am i to turn a fan down?"

    THE WEATHER IS NEVER BETTER && windclan & tags


    bahhh i love rul sm


    the old man was snarky, she liked it. often others were boring, she couldn't mess around with them, sensitive you could call it. With this guy, all hell could break lose with him. She raised her eyebrows, nodding to herself, he admired how good his come backs were. "wasting time huh? now what exactly were you doing before you were blessed with my presence huh?" She shot back. "besides, i am rather breathing taking" She bragged. truly she didn't think so, rather, she was average. She didn't have a particularly fancy coat, nor any eyes to get lost in. she was an average sandy colour and normal green eyes. The only thing that stood out was her muscle, boy was she muscly. "i've got this gorgeous pelt that shines in the sunlight, green sparkly eyes that any tom or molly would get lost in, you'd be rather jealous of my looks" She added, almost laughing at what she was saying. She walked around the tom, sizing him up. "and attention from you? i'd rather bloodclans attention then yours any day" She jabbed. an obvious lie but she knew it would get the older cat.

    had she been talking with him before his whole bloodclan ordeal he was sure he'd just remain quiet and take it. he remembered the days when he was a timid little thing with the patience of an immortal man. he almost missed those days. he used to be a good person then. "what was i doing? enjoying what little time i get to myself anymore. it was lovely you know. there wasn't any noise, just the breeze in my fur. honestly, i could've died happily," he explained with a shrug as he listened to her explain what she looked like. she didn't sound horrible. but judging by what he had seen when he had eyes and from what he'd been told he definitely had a type and she wasn't it. "eh, i'm sure you're really great to someone else but you really aren't my type. i'm into gray fur, maybe a tabby, maybe a color point. light fur, not like dust, ya'know," he sat back on his haunches, forepaws shifting slightly as he made some animated movements. "oh, and green eyes. i'm more into blue."


    truthfully, he didn't think he was much of a catch either. he missed the days when he was some ruggedly handsome bastard.. and had eyes. now he looked like a scruffy old bastard with bags under his eyes and sticks and bugs in his fur that he hadn't cleaned in moons. ears perked at her last sentence. bloodclan. "well, that can be arranged," he furrowed his brow slightly as a smirk drew itself across his features. he could easily toss her to the wolves if he wanted to. but as a windclanner, he wouldn't.

    OOC; TEXT HERE

    IC; Sparrowflight wasn't exactly sure what she had stumbled into. A conversation? Maybe. And her chocolate pointed ears would flick in slight amusement as she meowed blankly, "If you two are done flirting. I have a report to give." She still couldn't bring herself to look at Rulindil directly. Not since the day at the thunder road. But she had been quiet and had gone back to apprentice duties. In a way, it made her feel worse, performing duties that she and Flux used to do together. But it was what she was told to do, and as a apology she carries out her punishment in silence. Today, however, she had heard one of the queens complaining of cold drafts in the nursery and so she needed to talk to her leader. She would dip her head in greeting to Scoriaclaw as she continued, "One of the queens says there is a draft in the nursery. May I go outside of camp to gather supplies to refortify the walls?"

    ∙∙thoughts∙∙ ∙∙actions∙∙ ∙∙speech∙∙

    (c)trexgirl

    ✧ — Well, that was certainly some interesting banter and she was desperately trying not to laugh. Her paw covered her muzzle and she was slightly hunched over and she didn't know why she found the two of them so funny. A soft giggle erupted from her muzzle and she pushed her other paw on her maw as well balancing back on her hind legs half crouched before she swallowed thickly. It wasn't that funny surely but she just couldn't help herself. The way they went back and forth with each other so easily was interesting and she sighed softly before shaking her head a bit. Sometimes she wished she had someone she could talk to like that, well, not exactly like that but close enough. The warrior walked over and she pulled her ears forward to look toward Sparrowflight, eyes narrowed slightly in thought. She had heard what the molly had done, the crazy attempt to beat a monster across the Thunderpath. What a mouse brained idea. "I'm sure if someone goes with you that it'll be fine. Just don't accidentally get lost and away from your companion." She emphasized the word as she looked at Sparrowflight before she turned to look at Scoriaclaw curious about the circumstances of the other. "Where did you go, Scoriaclaw? Not to...be nosy or anything like that but well....."