Private

This is an archived version of FeralFront.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/.

    They call me the stupid one. The one to stay away from the popular boy. They one to stick to riding dirt bikes and blowing things up, and sure I do that stuff but I want the pretty girl life sometimes too...




    And the truth is I'm the girl that they're afraid of. I intimidate them...


    Kris threw her suitcase in the dorm. This was some new college she got a scholarship for in Alaska and sure it was nice, but did she seriously have to go through with it? Now Kris wasn't your average girl either. She didn't get embarsed easily, and absolutly loved to get down and dirty. Her idea for fun is riding dirtbikes, hunting, and blowing things up. It wasnt totaly her fault she was raised in an male dominated family. Her mother had deid from cancer when she was two.


    Now she was in the new dorm reading about the military and eating a kitkat. She heard the door open and looked to the side relizing it must be her roomate. Then HE walked through.


    [img width=510 height=453]http://fantasy-backgrounds-wal…tos-Red-Hair-Girls-21.jpg[/img]