Posts by WolfWillHowl

This is an archived version of FeralFront.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/.

  • - StormClan - Roleplay

    Crackmoon was already far into the territory, seemingly talking to a reddish she-cat. He then continued running up the mountain, and disappeared into the bushes.


    OOC: Im posting on the ClearClan territory.

  • - ClearClan - Roleplay

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center]Crackmoon[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: dashed #000066; borderwidth=4px; height: 150px; width: 150px; overflow: auto; border-radius: 50px]
    [font=Comic Sans][color=black]
    Ooc;;


    Ic;; Crackmoon gave a yowl to Blazestar, as she appeared out of the tall grass. " Take your clan to the shore, and meet up with our Clan. The river is rising, fast, and it will soon reach here! " And without another word, he raced back down.


    Blazestar raised her brows. " All of ClearClan! Evacuate to the shore! " She cried, peering into each crack and nook to check for other cats.



    [size=6pt][c] Out of the Mist Fancy Shop[/size][/fancypost]

  • - ClearClan - Roleplay

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center]Crackmoon[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: dashed #000066; borderwidth=4px; height: 150px; width: 150px; overflow: auto; border-radius: 50px]
    [font=Comic Sans][color=black]
    Ooc;; Crackmoon went back to shore. He isnt there anymore.


    Ic;;



    [size=6pt][c] Out of the Mist Fancy Shop[/size][/fancypost]

  • My Little Pony ~ A New Generation ~ Semi-Advanced ~ Open

    A New Generation of Ponies.


    Ponyville is lost. Destroyed. Never to be known again. And a new generation of ponies have risen, in the pony town of Bloomingdale. And a battle will be won. Or lost. Two forces of the Peace Keepers and the Reign Army. Who will you join?


    -----------------------------------


    Blue and black flags littered over the town of Bloomingdale. Flower hedges were wedged near lamp-posts, carrying boxes of glowing candles. Cheering echoed from within a giant hall, and ponies were screaming in delight of the excellent party. The party of Long Moon. But Amber Sherbert was not so sure that all of the ponies should be so ' Woop-dee-doo.'


    Amber passed the hall, crinkling in the smell of red cordial. Too much of it made her hyper-active. And she was used to giant amounts of sugar. Should the others not? Trotting beside her was the dull Rain Cloud. She was always gloomy about one thing or another. " Brighten up, Rain Cloud. " Was something Amber Sherbert said so much it was a saying.


    The glass reflected the two pony's appearance. Amber Sherbert was a yellowish-orange, with purple and blue mane, an orange star on her hind and gorgeous fire-coloured wings. Rain Cloud was dark blue, with dark and light blue mane, a raindrop on her hind, and the same dark coloured wings. The two ponies were sisters, so it was natural that both their eyes were flashing blue.

  • she's trouble in a tank top, pretty little timebomb... }pafp




    IC: I took a deep breath of the smoky air. Screaming still squealed outside of the pub. My heart thumped in my chest, and the rest of the band rushed in, all the while slamming me in the face with the door. " Ow! " I cried, rubbing my fractured nose. " Sorry. " Liam shrugged apologetically. I nodded, giving him and a glare, and moving my neck so it was like a, ' Uh huh. Yea right. ' kind of nod.
    OOC: I thought I posted, but my computer must have glitched me up. Sorry.

  • - ClearClan - Roleplay

    OOC: Right-eo.


    IC: Blazestar led the Clan down the mountain, racing down rather than leading. " Keep up! " She cried behind her, as some cats trailed behind, trying to keep a hold of the wet dirt.

  • - ClearClan - Roleplay

    Blazestar thought for a moment. " We dont know. But the shoreline is where we meet up, and we will make camp somewhere safe. " The shoreline was even smaller, and the speckled pack of StormClan was backing slowly.

  • ClearClan & StormClan ~ Conflict Thread! ~ Private ~

    THIS THREAD IS A PRIVATE-ONLY THREAD FOR STORMCLAN-NERS AND CLEARCLAN-NERS. I WILL NOT GIVE A LINK, SINCE THIS IS PRIVATE AND YOU SHOULD NOT BE STICKING YOUR NOSE IN OTHER PEOPLES BUSINESS!!!


    If your in the Clans, welcome! This is the Conflict thread for wars, battles, evacuations or so on that includes the whole Clan, or a large patrol.
    -----------------------------------------------------------


    Blazestar raced to the shore, heaving. StormClan was there, greeting them and yearning them to hurry on.

  • ClearClan & StormClan ~ Conflict Thread! ~ Private ~

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center]Blazestar & Crackmoon[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: dashed #000066; borderwidth=4px; height: 150px; width: 150px; overflow: auto; border-radius: 50px]
    [font=Comic Sans][color=black]
    Ooc;;


    Ic;; Blazestar dipped her head to the tom. Her ears were up to the top of Heronstar's head, making her have to sit on her haunches to look him in the eye. " But, you may as well know, you are not in charge of this journey. You have no right to control any of my cats, and I cannot control yours. Any battles that are started by your cats, we are breaking any ally-ship. " Blazestar spat, her voice deep and serious. She noticed the confused glare of her own cats, and she felt herself that the StormClan leader was too open to share his feelings if he was to be under command. A life-long lesson she had learnt that an open tom was a tom in command.


    Crackmoon frowned at Blazestar's surprising announcement. He knew that Heronstar meant to be the leader of this trip. Now that the ClearClan leader has made a promise to protect her Clan, his leader would have to obey.



    [size=6pt][c] Out of the Mist Fancy Shop[/size][/fancypost]

  • ClearClan & StormClan ~ Conflict Thread! ~ Private ~

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center]Blazestar[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: dashed #000066; borderwidth=4px; height: 150px; width: 150px; overflow: auto; border-radius: 50px]
    [font=Comic Sans][color=black]
    Ooc;;


    Ic;; Blazestar glared at Heronstar. She knew the game he was playing. " Of course, my cats would think less of me. And so, this means that you are the mighty Heronstar. I will keep that in mind if you run away with your tail behind your legs, being chased by a chihuahua. " Blazestar snapped back. She looked at Redfeather, and half-heartedly put her tail up like a barrier. " No point. The toms arn't used to our fighting ways. But learn a lesson, " She turned her back to StormClan and faced her own. " Jaggedtooth was right to go behind his Clan forces, in case a fight erupted. "


    Crackmoon sneered. This petty she-cat leader had no idea what she was talking about. The tom sneered at Redfeather, waving his tail in an anxious flick. " Heronstar. We will not last with these cats. We must seperate! "
    [size=6pt][c] Out of the Mist Fancy Shop[/size][/fancypost]

  • My Little Pony ~ A New Generation ~ Semi-Advanced ~ Open

    OOC: Remember, this is semi-advanced.


    IC: Amber Sherbert looked up at the out-of-place cloud. She flapped her wings up to it, and found a sleeping pony lying. " Why, hello there.. " Amber murmured, cautious not to wake him. A long party would be hard enough to get to sleep with! Rain just kept on walking home, where she was happy enough.

  • ClearClan & StormClan ~ Conflict Thread! ~ Private ~

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: center]Blazestar[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=white; border: dashed #000066; borderwidth=4px; height: 150px; width: 150px; overflow: auto; border-radius: 50px]
    [font=Comic Sans][color=black]
    Ooc;;


    Ic;; Blazestar's eyes flashed with fury. " I think I'm going to keep my Clan on the high road. You can take the low road. We arnt going to be pushed around by any arrogant tom like you, Heronstar. Even telling a kit to get back on our side. And if you do, you wont know what hit you. " She hissed. Lashing her tail menacingly, Blazestar nodded to her Clan. " Let's take this way. " A fuzz of shrub put a barrier between a twisting road and a straight one. She trotted up the twisting one, knowing her Clan was used to difficulty in climbing.



    [size=6pt][c] Out of the Mist Fancy Shop[/size][/fancypost]