Posts by euryale sangius

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    euryale sangius

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;]the massive lion known as euryale, who had joined darkclan nearly two days ago, padded into the clearing, looking for a partner. he knew it would be hard. nobody would dare spar with him.

    euryale sangius

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;]to make sure not to frighten anybody, he changed into his huge orange tabby body. he trotted over to the small group that was forming. the longhaired feline looked at nicholas. "don't get too comfy with the ladies." euryale meowed in his heavy scottish accent. "i'm euryale. euryale sangius."

    euryale sangius

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;]euryale sanguis was few things. he was fond of drinking, brawling and mating. done. you could call him convivial, but what's the fun of fancy words? so, whats better than to throw a massive party! in his massive golden tabby body, he carefully started to decorate the clearing.


    the cat took care of hanging trinkets on tree, putting a pile of fresh kill on a rock to cook in the sun, and gather fermented berries. he made many nests. euryale even took time to place catnip over each piece of fresh kill.


    after organizing the argosy of items, all the tomcat had to do was wait.


    ((this party is kind of a free-for-all. a players must agree if their cats mate or not. enter at your own risk! always remember to have fun.))

    euryale sangius

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;]great! the first guest! euryale envisaged a massive party forming around the bengal. it entranced him. suddenly, the feline looked up at the tom, a goofy grin on his face. he shook it off and turned his attention to the guest.


    "eh, sorry lad. just got myself a wee carried away thats all." euryale said, in his heavy scottish accent. "ya want a bevvy? or maybe some scran?"

    euryale sangius

    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 300px;]euryale had wanted only to kill a human, and that's not asking much. his foolishness had taken to a place the animals called hell, a zoo. he was captured and tortured by the two-legs, tagging his ear with metal. the massive cream lion would return with his held held high and his dignity in pieces.


    what was a better way to welcome him home than his own catnip party.