Posts by bubbly 1

This is an archived version of FeralFront.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/.

    #bubblylove


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    mars, a dark tortoiseshell Tom flicked his long tail, watching star flee. Jumping inside from her wake, the loner sat down carefully along the windowsill[?], curling his fluffy tail across his wideset paws. The Tom said nothing, he just blinked his olive eyes with vague curiosity.

    #bubblylove


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    mars, a long haired tortoiseshell, flicked his long tail as he moved down the grossly clean street, his olive eyes gazing vaguely ahead as the sun began to rise over the peaks of the stupidly rich houses that outlined the neighborhood. the scarred loner carried a freshly dead bird in his jaws as he scaled a large tree in some kittypets yard to enjoy the quietness of the morning.

    #bubblylove


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    the tom sat with his long tail resting over his wide paws. chocolate fur covered his strangely black skin, resting short and scruffy along his small, nimble body. the joiner blinked his dark copper eyes as wind buffeted him that rolled off the water from where he sat on the icey shore, making them water slightly. a red and white striped scarf rested loosely on the males shoulders, dancing in the bitter wind that clawed at his pelt.
    he went by the name lifehouse, but for some strange curiousity, he was usually called eli, and it didn't bother him too much.

    #lifehousecale


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    the tom didn't shift his gaze at the slightest, but instead he gave a soft, crooked smile. " greetings. the name is lighthouse, and I have come here to seek your acceptance into this cult? " spoke the chocolate feline, blinking his watering optics.

    #lifecale


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    Lifehouse held back a few harsh words to the she-cat, he hated being corrected, but he easily covered up his distain with a friendly smile. " ah yes. a clan. " he replied smoothly, before turning his brown eye to the two kin-sisters. " I swear my fullest loyalty to arcadianclan. "

    #lifecale


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    " no thanks. " he replied, flicking his long tail. Lifehouse returned his gaze to the water for a swift second before standing idly.

    #lifecale


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    the chocolate Tom dipped his head to bones and birdcub. " my thanks. " he replied. lifehouse straighened the striped scarf around his neck with his paws before politely leaving before things got too awkward.

    #lifecale


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    lifehouse padded up with curiosity molding his features. leaping up to the highermost rail, the dark eyes tom turn to gaze at the large feline. " pardon, but what exactly are you doing? " asked the scruffy pelted feline.

    #bubblylove


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    it was fairly warm today, but ice still clung to the cold floor. a ebony Tom with a brown underbelly and golden optics was padding slowly through the forest, towards the ship. scars littered his body, ugly and giving a brutality look to the male.

    #bubblylove


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=georgia]
    beetlepaw perked his ears, unable to hold back his relieved smile. " greetings coralpaw. " he stated kindly, dipping his dark head to the others who also joined them before replying in his familiar voice. " no thank you, i'm fine, i was treated in thunderclan. "

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:60px; height:80px; border-radius: 50pt 0pt 0pt 50pt; border:4px solid #000000; background-image: url(http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs7…ecrazycatlady-d69nr5o.gif);][/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: left; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: arial; width: 330px; margin-top: 40pt; margin-left: -8px; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]ill do whatever it takes to turn this around ♡[/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 7px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -11px; border-left: 2px solid #000000; text transform; lowercase]


    taken aback, lifehouse said nothing but simply watched with dull brown eyes, no expression plastered on his stone features.


    [/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:60px; height:80px; border-radius: 50pt 0pt 0pt 50pt; border:4px solid #000000; background-image: url(http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs7…ecrazycatlady-d69nr5o.gif);][/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: left; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: arial; width: 330px; margin-top: 40pt; margin-left: -8px; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]ill do whatever it takes to turn this around ♡[/fancypost]

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 7px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -11px; border-left: 2px solid #000000; text transform; lowercase]


    a dark chocolate tom padded intintly on the damp shore of the river, a red and white striped scarf swaying at his shoulders.


    ~ WIP ~
    WILL FINISH LATER


    [/fancypost]

    #bubblylove


    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]
    " oh sorry, congrats coralessence. And Luna! " a look that only the silver shecat could pull out of him illuminated his features. beetlepaw then sighed, ready to answer their pending questions. " ive been in cryptclan... "

    #bubblylove

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=7pt][font=times new roman]


    beetlepaw hissed, sinking his claws into the tuxedo toms shoulders, pinning the larger warrior to the ground. the young apprentence slashed a swift gouge at inkveins cheek, not even wincing when the males cry rang out. it wasnt a second after before ink had leaped up and buried his long fangs into beetlepaws neck and attacked his belly with his hind paws.

    #sailcipt

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px; text-transform: lowercase][justify][size=8][font=arial]


    sailnation trotted carefully along, his muscles rippling under his golden pelt. the male was not old nor young, but the perfect young adult age. if you asked him though, he would be unable to tell how exactly how long he had been living. the cheetah had been here and there, practically everywhere, but he was tired of not having a permenent home so he decided to try to gain his acceptance into Darkclan.
    having been born into the ciptian family, sailnation was genetically a stubborn yet kindhearted guy. he loves to be around others, that is why he is seeking a new home.
    after brooding about his life and personality, the wild cat sat down and curled his long tail around his nimble paws, awaiting anyone who wanted to magically appear like they usually did.