Posts by blackjack .

This is an archived version of FeralFront.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/.

  • DON'T GO ANY HIGHER > meeting - promos + demos!

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]Oh, crud. He was late? But he was new - it wasn't his fault. Blackkit was still getting used to Hawkclan and how what's-his-name ran it. The lion cub hung his head low and padded over. He hadn't heard a thing, but some animals were looking happy and the others sad. Maybe a death? Maybe promotions and demotions? Perhaps his mother was having more kittens?


    Suddenly, at the thought of Copperwires, Blackkit looked up at the deputy. He let a faint smile release from his lips to Copper. "Mum," the tan lion called out softly. He just wanted to cuddle up with the older animal now. His head trembled a bit - it was quite cold outside. At least for him. Blackkit was young, therefore he didn't have the thick mane that male lions did when they were older. I wish I had a mane, I wish I had a mane, I wish I had a mane, he thought over and over again.

  • OCTOBER CEREMONIES !

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]He was only there to watch. Being so young, being at most three weeks old, he wouldn't be an apprentice for at least the next five moons. Blackkit sighed, swinging his tiny head low to the ground. He took a look around him, only recognizing two cats. His mother - Copperwires. She was one of them. The other one, he didn't know the tomcat's name, but he knew that he was a leader. The tan cub shrugged and just listened.


    His ears swiveled in Hospitalflower's direction, and he turned his head to look at the shaman. She was stunning, unlike any cat that he'd ever seen before. No, Blackkit couldn't define it as beautiful, but he could define it as different. She was black and orange - how weirder did it get?


    The three week old cub shrugged and plastered a smile on his face. His hind legs pushed off the ground and he wobbled over to Hospital's side (he was young - his walking still wasn't the best). He sat down and looked at the cat. "If you don't mind, could I sit here please?" The lion asked. She was bigger than he was. Indeed, Jacky was somewhat small, but he'd grow to perhaps be bigger than his mother at one point.


    The cub flicked his short tail and shook out his fur. It was a pale color - would grow to be somewhat on the grey side. His legs were splashed with stripes, just the smallest, most invisible ones. They were still there, and he really hoped that they were noticeable. He wanted to stick out from Copperwires and Lewenhart!

  • I COME WITH URGENT NEWS [open, dacnomaniacalpaw returns]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]"Oh cool! What happened to you?" Blackkit asked, padding over to the scene. The cub tilted his head sideways at Dacnomaniacalpaw, blinking at the wounds on her body. Jee. Where were those - what's-were-they-called - shamans? The lion sighed and sat down. So what - she was in this clan already - and she was mad. Maybe he shouldn't had said it was cool that she was all cut up?


    "Oh, uh, sorry," he murmured quietly. He didn't want to make The Hawkclanner any more mad than she already was. "Would you like me to fetch one of the... shamans?" He hesitated on the name again. Everything was new for him. The tan lion cub looked around quickly, hoping that his mother Copperwires would come over and assist Dacnomaniacalpaw.

  • I WILL ALWAYS WANT YOU ;; copperwires birthing thread

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]And, well, he was born.


    But he was not named yet. Names would come later. The lion cub curled up by his mother, sort of already closing himself out of the new world. He didn't like it - it was very cold. Unlike Copperwires's womb, which was the exact opposite of this. In there, he felt tight, pack like boxes even, but it was undeniably warm.


    The soon to be named Blackkit placed a paw on the deputy's belly and tried to climb under her. The lion didn't like being cold, let alone being with his mewling siblings, begging for milk. He already had his share of it, and didn't intend to be used as a bar stool either.


    { ooc: god holy f it hurts to use my middle finger >:U }

  • TALENT SHOW ANNOUNCEMENT + SIGN-UPS. (postponed)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]"Mom I want to join!" Blackkit purred, bouncing over. He was so excited! Since he felt that he was pretty funny, and since he made a lot of random characters up a lot, he'd be doing comedy, unless somebody came along and wanted to do something with him... then he'd do a skit. The lion cub already had so many ideas!


    ( omg she is like so perf ;______; )

  • joke's on you, joker || open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]Blackkit moved slowly along the ground, almost snake like, as he stalked a mouse. Or, well, what he was pretending to be a mouse. It was actually a mossball. Since he wasn't allowed out of camp quite yet, the cub was spending his time practicing his hunting and fighting moves, though he didn't really know how to do either. Still, the lion cub was putting in an effort. He tried his best to learn.


    Suddenly, the two moon old Panthera leo sprung out of the air and landed on top of the mossball. He sunk his teeth into it and carried it away. He wanted to be Copperwires - he wanted to be big and strong, so he could and and hunt elk with her! But still the tom was a far way away from that. Sighing, he dropped the moss grinned. He was off to find the Hawkclan leader.

  • I survived! [Dewpaw is hurt! (Open)]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]Even though he wasn't allowed of the camp walls, there was Blackkit, eagerly following Circutpaw and Chinabelle. The lion cub wanted out of camp, but he was still young and about the size of a normal cat. He was no where near developed yet and still tripped over many things. He'd make an excuse to his mother about being out... everything would be okay, right?


    "Can I help?" He squeaked, trying to catch up with Chinabelle.

  • joke's on you, joker || open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]"I'm looking for mum!" He said proudly, buffing his chest out slightly. He was very proud with who he was and who his family was, except for the fact he had no father. The striped lion cub started looking around eagerly, trying to find Copperwires. "Have you seen her around at all?"


    ( lol i think everybody's has :P )

  • joke's on you, joker || open

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][size=8]"Maybe she's playing hide and seek though!" The cub pointed out, sticking his head to the floor. He was going to find Copperwires if it was the last thing he did! "Mom I will find you!" The two moon old said, racing out of camp. But he wasn't allowed to - that was the thing.


    ( heh i love having cute characters because then you can torture them and they'e all like 'it's okayy' )

  • but i shoulda known, that i would be, another victim of your sexuality || injury

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 280px; overflow: auto; width: 280px; height: 250px][size=8]OOC
    TAGS #blackjack #lion #hawkclan #swag




    Oh poor Blackkit. He was badly injured, and like any other kitten, was sobbing pretty hard. His left leg - front one - was snapped in two, and the bone was literally sticking from his leg. But Black was smart. Instead of staying on the outside of camp, out in the wilderness to die, the cub did his best and made his way back to the entrance of HawkClan. There, he feebly squeaked in to the camp, hoping that Hospitalflowers would come soon.




    "Help, help Hospitalflowers, help Mom, just please, somebody come and help!" The two month old cub said, sobbing. It hurt horridly and Black just honestly wanted to die. Of course, though, he'd fight to the very end. It was just who he was.




    "I... I think it's broken. Please help!"

  • everything that kills me makes me feel alive. || open, joining.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 280px; overflow: auto; width: 280px; height: 250px][size=8]OOC i'm assuming that they are on the border? if not i'll edit the post
    TAGS #blackjack #lion #hawkclan #swag




    "Anything I can do to help?" Blackkit asked, padding over and watching the newest joiner with an intense stare. He wasn't sure if he could trust this guy, but seriously - who gave a fuck now? He was injured, and had almost everything to prove it! Sighing, the two month old cub sat down and started looking around for something big that could carry this cat cat back. Well, his mother, to be exact.




    "Want me to go and get Copperwires?" He asked Lightpaw softly, hoping that he wasn't getting in the Shaman trainee's way of anything.

  • but i shoulda known, that i would be, another victim of your sexuality || injury

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 280px; overflow: auto; width: 280px; height: 250px][size=8]OOC (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ her lil' prince! omg is dying from cuteness
    TAGS #blackjack #lion #hawkclan #swag




    "Mom? Mom, please help, I don't like this!" He said, limping to his mother's side and burying his face into her fur. God it was a super shitty idea of his to go outside of camp and look for her. He didn't mean for an of this to happen - he only wanted to find Copperwires. Black was two months old, though that everything was revolved around sleeping, eating, and playing games. Said one being a game and all, he thought that the General was playing hide and seek with him, but outside of camp, and so he charged it, slipped on a rock and then boom. His leg was snapped.




    "I'm sorry Mom. I didn't mean for this to happen. I thought we were playing hide and seek! Somebody said that you were in your den, and then I said you weren't, and then I went out of camp and then they wished me good luck in finding you... jeez I wished that none of this ever happened!" he cried, wanting to bite his arm off.

  • YOU'D REMEMBER DRINKING HORCHATA ( november + december ceremonies )

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 280px; overflow: auto; width: 280px; height: 250px][size=8]OOC #amazingtemplateicarus
    TAGS #blackjack #lion #hawkclan #swag




    Blackkit padded over and dazed at his mother. He grinned to the General before limping to the side. He was only there to watch - still much to young, and he also had a broken leg. Well, at least on the flip side, he didn't really want to go out of camp anymore.

  • but i shoulda known, that i would be, another victim of your sexuality || injury

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 280px; overflow: auto; width: 280px; height: 250px][size=8]OOC yes it is like the kevin ware injury, just search that in google and you will see it but it kinda makes you want to throw up... just a heads up and all
    TAGS #blackjack #lion #hawkclan #swag




    "Ok, you're Miss Hospitalflowers, right?" He asked, finally crippling to the ground. That would be easier for her to work on his bone... wouldn't it be? Letting out a yawn, the lion cub would close his eyes ad quickly drift off. This was a tiring day for him.

  • Dance the night away ; open, she-cat wants to join?!

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 280px; overflow: auto; width: 280px; height: 250px][size=8]OOC i'm having him give her the nickname that we gave my dog like a thousand years ago... asdfl it like fits her perf i think
    TAGS #blackjack #lion #hawkclan #swag




    Black limped over, having recently broken a leg and now pretty much was subject to bed rest for the next few weeks. Of course, being the energetic and silly lion he was, the cub was still out and about, roaming the territory. Now, though, he was much more cautious, and always made sure he was around somebody. This time it was Jessie. Since she was a tiger, it would be easy to carry him back to camp, too, since she was big and he was the size of, well... a two month old lion.




    "Hi Jesabelle, how are you?" the cub asked, sitting down next to the tiger's side. He wished he was her size - it would mean so many more possibilities! He'd get there eventually, though, right? Sighing, Blackkit closed his eyes and started to drift off, but he put only an ounce of weight on his broken leg and FWAM - his eyes were open, large, and beady.

  • only miss the sun when it starts to snow ++ open.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 280px; overflow: auto; width: 280px; height: 250px][size=8]OOC
    TAGS #blackjack #lion #hawkclan #swag




    Blackkit limped over, smiling to Tumultdusk, then Chinabelle, then the two other cats that he did not know the names of. His roleplayer was too lazy to read the posts, like she always was, so the lion cub was sort of clueless to what was going on. He finally sat down and straightened his back out.




    "Hi everybody. You may, or may not, know me. My name is Blackkit around here. Um... I have a broken leg. My mum is Copperwires. I think that's all to say!" He purred, starting to drift off. He did that a lot now, since he was super tired a lot.