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  • Second chances. In all honestly he had never believed in bullshit like that and he would have much prefered to stay buried in the dirt there he deserved to be. Not to get reborn and stuck in a child's body once more to watch the abuse of this world while growing up. He hadn't been alone in that family house and he had watched alot of awful things go down but since his memories had been intact not having forgotten a thing despite his reincarnation only lacking the strenght to do much, and why should he?. He had never been a superhero, never had he wanted to be one either. But he also didn't felt like before feeling more strongly attached for some reason which might be why it had ended up like it had, and now here he was all by himself and alone once more but had grown up to reach his first year still annoyingly a teenage with all of this annoying hormones he never had get to experience or dealed with before. It was strange, this whole new life was strange for him possible because he hadn't felt like this before.


    But he also felt other emotions as well, like ambitious and a need to have some sort of purpose in life. For some reason he wanted to found a different path from the one he had lived before to give himself something he had got stolen from to have. A choice. This new life had given him that and while being all lost and confused with all of this wanted to understand everything and found some sort of point with this, or maybe he just wanted to live a normal life caring for himself and themself alone. Right now he didn't had the answers but he felt like he wasn't going to found any of them if he just keept on living his life isolated from all and everyone even if living in a pack or a civilsation never had been his thing it was at least different from the life he had lived before and maybe just maybe, he missed them. That sort of connection was it possible for him to found it again without screwing it all up?. But there also was this part inside of him, this wolf how wanted to tear all of it apart.


    Only time could tell but for now it was what it was, and the young direwolf stopt by the borders to the only clan he at the moment cared enough to join, and he waited there with a stoic expression how made him look so much older then he actually was, apperance like at least. In truth he was probably older then all of them here, more wise then arrogant which most teenages in his age was.

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