This is an archived version of FeralFront.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.
-
[center]
THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE
"I want a larger portion of Ramses," Val groaned jokingly, before jumping in the hole and helping to dig the sand out. It was rather crumbly and stuck to his paws. It wasn't a nice feeling. At Amaya's question, Val stopped digging and looked up at Ramses.
-
I don't mind, and it's up to you!
-
badass_hellhound: What of??
-
-
I don't mind which board!
And could you possibly make, Lucifer?
-
badass_hellhound: hella moody
badass_hellhound: although you shouldn't refer to elders as bois
badass_hellhound: they could be gals
-
that sounds brilliant, who makes?
-
badass_hellhound: laser tag is the bomb
badass_hellhound: hey axel!
-
[center]
THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE
Val rolled his eyes jokingly at Mark, before grinning to represent his lack of seriousness. To be honest, the male was quite surprised that he hadn't snapped at anyone recently.
-
[center]
THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE
Valentine was out and about; he didn't actually know what he was doing, it was a mix between hunting and staggering around like a drunk twoleg.
However, he wasn't drunk, and his senses were alert enough to pick up the smell of a stranger, female. He trundled along, furrowing his eyebrows and slowing his gait so that he could successfully scan the surroundings. Val soon spotted the stranger - a feline.
Heading over, the large hellhound grinned towards them.
-
-
[center]
THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE
Val listened, intrigued at the different bodies that Esca had. A small part of him began to wonder if she could change into anything she liked, or if it had to be within reason. It would be pretty cool to see a... a guinea pig or something, fighting off the douchebags of Bloodclan. Ha, he'd probably pay to see that.
You have more than one body, Val?
The hellhound raised a brow, turning towards the winged direwolf. Inside, he was frowning slightly - when he had been younger, he had wished he could escape his hellhound body sometimes, maybe that would allow him to finally forget his family and his parents. He hated what they had done. So, imagine the joy when the young hound had discovered another body - a black panther. Although it still resembled him, with the solid red eyes, it was alright. It was safe for him.
"Black panther. That sounds slightly less badass than a tiger," he grinned, snapping out of thought.
-
[center]
THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE
Val recognised Esca's voice before she even sat down and bumped him, shooting the feline a grin. She appeared to be a bit... annoyed - after all, she did like her drinking. Sympathetic as ever, the large hellhound laughed. "Uh-huh, I'm pretty young for a hellhound," he shrugged, winking slightly and shooting her a large grin.
-
badass_hellhound: heh im a hellhound with a surprising knowledge of theology
badass_hellhound: i had like seventeen centuries to learn this stuff
-
badass_hellhound: esca you're pregnant
badass_hellhound: do not get your kids drunk
-
[center]
THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE
// it's ok!!
Val didn't know what he was doing in the loner lands - maybe it was the fact that he wanted some alone time that made him disappear from his clan for a little while. He was only supposed to have been gone for around half an hour, but he'd become intrigued by a certain person wandering around in front of him.
"Y'all right?"
-
[center]
THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE
"If it involves gouging out my eyes, I'm in."
Name: Valentine
Gender: Male
Age: Ageless, although appears around 10-15 moons
Platonic or Non-platonic: Non-platonic
Sexuality: Hetero
-
Name: Valentine
Band: The Random Void
Role in Band: Drummer
Songs that will be part of the battle: dont mind c:
Anything else?: i drum irl lol
-
[center]
THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE
Valentine had woken up on the wrong side of the bed today. He was in a snappy mood, one that he had almost certainly inherited from his home environment - his father hadn't been the nicest person. Val was desperate to go to Bloodclan and give him what for, but he knew that he couldn't and that it would be dangerous to do.
The grumpy hellhound sighed and headed outside, slumping down in the middle of the territory and giving pretty much everyone glares. Whoever dared talk to him in this mood...
-
badass_hellhound: drunk kids tho hudson