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Hesteroth: Trololol
Hesteroth: I dont even know why I try. I'm not even funny XD
Hesteroth: I'm doing well, hows yourself?
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bc you suggested we shouldn't do it. -
oh otey :0
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im terrible at keeping active too -late response-
but im active with some and not others then i feel bad and get active with others and then sometimes i just completely forget about others except one or two??
oh welllll
i may actually drop the dual alliance i have and join back with a new char but idk if i even have enough idea for that then again i have twenty char ideas so nvm.
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In all honestly, Hesteroth was surprised she hadn't been dropped down to a regular member. Pick it up gal, she thought to herself, silently hoping she could be more active. The tall femme looked around, before opening her mouth to let out a congratulations to everyone. She'd offer to do weekly tasks, buuuut, she wasn't great at them. Oh well. "I'lll sacrifice my time to assgning weekly tasks," the red feline offered.
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Hesteroth: Everyone can see that sarcasm, wolfy, ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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[how do you all post so much... yallinsane <3 track]
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Hesteroth: OR WHAT?
Hesteroth: I bet you aren't gonna do a damn thing.
Hesteroth: -cough- WOLFY -cough-<3 -
Oh geez i gotchu fam in a lil
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And... yeah he was blunt. Hesteroth tensed slightly. A traitor, what the hell? "Pardon- hold hold on. I'm not a damn traitor, okay? Yeah. Just, let's get that out of the way. If I was, I'd be smart enough not to show my face 'round here." she said, narrowing her pupiless eyes slightly. Now the next part, it wasn't easy. How much should she say? Probably nothing about hiding from her father. Then again, Wolfy seemed to know everything, not that it was hard to tell with her. "I am apart of BloodClan, I have mentioned this once or twice before. However, I go by different names, NOT, to be a traitor and lie behind your back, but to hide from somebody who would kill me, if he had the chance." Man, leaving out the 'who' part made her sound some sort of criminal. SHe just imagined headlines in some sort of newspaper: 'Mercy Naour at it again, massacred five families who were just strolling in the park.' She also didn't like being questioned like this, about her names and such. Oh well.
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omg XD i havent checked that in a lil oops.
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Wolfgang:
"Hey man, you're kinda a bastard but you know what that's alright cause I don't need to know you.In all seriousness though, you're pretty.... serious and I know really nothing bout you. For now, I'll just set you as I'm gonna fight you eventually wolfy. Good luck." -
Hesteroth: You, sir, will never stand a chance against my... WORLD OF WARCRAFT SKILLS.
Hesteroth: 'No, sir, I'm not biting my thumb at you, but I am biting my thumb.' BUT TRULY I AM BITING MY THUMB AT YOU.
Hesteroth: Let's have a fair duel,wolfy.(she reads a lot ok?)
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why would you kill the puppy??? imma cri
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[Reference of appearance is avatar. ref of outfit]
Hesteroth stood slumped against a wall, a small glass of vodka in her hands. She seemed pretty content with swirling it around in the cup and watching the bright lights reflect off the surface of the liquid. Then, she parted her mouth slightly, and poured the liquid down her throat in a quick swallow."More please," she said, heading towards the bartender nearby Wolfgang and Hendrix. She rolled her eyes and took the new glass she was given. Boys were just dumb, always wanting to be laid like the perverts they were. "Another for the road?" she asked, ready to go move her position away. However, her mind changed to just sit at the bar table hearing Hendrix's reaction. Just means she can have more fun getting drunk, to the point, eventually she'll go on the dance floor and make a fool of herself. If she let's herself get that far.
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NO CUZ YOU GONNA KILL THEM
Mastiff, AKita, Doberman, Pointer, SHarp pei, Pit bull, Schnauzer, and like, ten others. <3 -
Its really shitty, but its there
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hell yeah lets do it
who is most likely to get hit by lightning?: WOLFY BECAUSE HES AN ASSHOLE <3
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[this can be an au to the death if you'd like <3 this way, we dont actually die or face penalties. or we can face penalties but not to death <3 also you're the first move]
The dayseemed- ah who the hell cares about that once upon a time type bullshit. Just a normal day that threatened rain. Seemed perfect to the red feline as she lurked near the mansion on GraveClan territory.
Hesteroth was waiting, her long tail flicking harshly from side to side. Her usual pupiless eyeballs were pink with a mixture of orange, currently. Wolfgang called on this. He wanted a fight- he gets one. Where the hell was he anyways? Wolfy didn't seem one to be a pussy, as far as Tero knew. She was growing impatient, more then she already was as she stood up and started pacing back and forth.
"Wolfy! Hurry your ass up!" she beckoned, narrowing her eyes. He was wasting time that she could be doing something useful with. Like reading, or pranking people. Pranks seemed really fun as of the late. But no, here she was wasting her time on the GraveClan leader- who seemed to not have shown up yet. She decided, calling him Wolfy would ignite him that he'd actually hurry up. What's funny, is she did the exact same thing. Whatever.
[Hey look at that @WOLFGANG B. I had muse.]