Posts by HUSHEDKIT.

This is an archived version of FeralFront.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/.

    //subaccount still under construction


    So cold. Coldness was the first thing the blend furred kitten felt, as her triangle like shaped wings stuck to her slimy sides. The sickly runt of a female would force out a mewl or two as she pushed around her siblings roughly, not really thinking it would hurt them a lot. Her back paws pushed on the floor as hard as she could to get comfortable near her mother stomach, kneading it a bunch. As Hushedkit found a perfect spot, she would give one last mew before seeming to snooze off.

    my arms now hurt from procrastinating what colors i should've done and how i wasn't happy and over did it like... 14 times? T.T

    And totally Dipster, that would be cool if they were close! I can just imagine them having each others backs and if someone picks on one the other will go do something evil to the person who did it XD

    Hushedkit was mad that she had to come to this 'bonding campfire' shit of a place, as she came up; and she scratched one of the logs opposite to her mother, with her front paws. After she felt somewhat satisfied with the amount of slashes to the now marked log, she sat her rump down on the spot she did it on. Her dido butterfly wings gave an angry flap, as her glare seared as much as the fire did, at her mother. As Hushed thought it was her idea to host it on a time when she was going to train a bit and make sure she could still fly correctly. "Mom, why is this cr- here?" she still had the nasty gaze, even though she sounded calm until the end of her sentence, trying not to lash out with pure words of hatred. Then she picked up a marshmallow and swatted the sugary snack into the fire, since amusing herself was the only thing she deemed fun at this moment.

    Hushedkit, a child with three parents; Yuri, Frightfur, and Lucien. Currently Resides in Colour Command, just being a young kid that likes to be prideful and tries her hardest on being so-called 'independent'. Which means she likes to be/act tough and wander on her own, which most wouldn't approve of. She enjoys her family, but is not that open to other people, and is sometimes seen teasing or beating up others if they make her mad or try to flirt with her.


    Hushed is:
    open to;

    -Friends

    -Having Bad/Positive Influences

    -Short-term Relationships

    -Enemies

    -Fighting others

    -Interactions in general

    iffy on;

    -Long-term Relationships

    -Being Captured

    -Small injuries

    closed to;

    -Litters

    -Death

    -Serious Injuries to Herself

    Ahhh Hushedkit has wings and recently started to learn to fly after observing other winged creatures, and she would enjoy secretly helping others, although she would be petrified if people knew, so maybe they can meet while Hushed is taking a break from her clan and flying where she isn't supposed to? And maybe he could take interest in how she flies so she decides to teach him, but telling him the mass population cant know, cause most people in her clan think her wings are kind of like useless accessories. I think it would be nice since she is a newer character and need more buddies.

    Maybe a sibling friendship? Since they have one parent in common, Hushed will take that as a reason why she could bug her, even though she'd be oddly more gentle like she is with her littermate Cavitycrown, rather then the brutal cat most people see her to be. She'd even have an interest to basic combat as well, so maybe she could teach her that?

    Maybe friends with Hushedkit? She's currently in the Colour Command as a young child, and she is secretly a softy more often recently, and that conflicts her, so she fights with herself, and maybe Paperpaw could see the good in her and give her a person to talk to?

    The kit would give a hushed sigh of disgust as she heard more names being called from the leader, despite the leader being her father, Hushedkit would not regret the hate she's given to others; even if in was her own family. Alas she still did care, but she tended to herself first. She never sat down, and just stood up and never moved, no blinks of her eyes, and no fluttering of her wings; just like a statue. After a while she just gave a huff and started to looked around uninterested.

    The winged kit was snoring and hissing softly in a different area then usual, after getting in a fight with bigger non-clan npcs. She got an unnecessary gash on her flank from them, which made her real weak and the only fast movement she had was flying; which took her a while to choose, as she was not the one to easily back down. After a while a pain would strike her, but she would try her best to shrug it off, but it just increased every minute. She would finally let go of her cries of agony, as the pain reached a dangerous limit, as she felt like each bone broke and that she was always bled more and more. As she finally got up due to the pain, she noticed that it faded away, as she got up on her four paws.She didn't think twice about walking around the camp, as she didn't feel anything and remember anything either. Her mind blank, some npcs looked at her, not remembering a striking normal tiger cub with odd eyes, the ones of Hushedkit's normal form. "Who are you punk? I don't remember a tiger like you around here." A large albino wolf would give a sneer to the unusual normal sized tiger cub. As she turned her head to give a nasty glare and a fighting pose to threaten the barely bigger animal, and snapped, "Who needs ta' fuckin' know, it's not your business after all 'snowball'." Her hypno-like eyes would look up and down to stare at him while giving a chuckle, "Now excuse me as I go explore." After those words, she kicked up dust into his eyes and bounded away, not looking back at the annoyed canine as she eventually found a nice spot to soak in the sun. "Jeez can't a cat like me be alone, plus I don't know that dude anyways, so it's his damn fault." The tiger cub would lay and stretch, odd green eyes gazing around herself.

    The kid would give a huff, 'More annoying people.' she thought, angrily in fact. Her eyes stared at the person that approached her, and if they knew who Hushedkit was, they'd know this form is hers due to the eyes and the attitude. But of course she knew zilch, as not even her family or herself was remembered; she just knew one thing, which was her appearance. Oddly enough, her instincts made her not attack this person and run. As he felt somewhat safe in a way to her, that she didn't understand. But two sayings were there: 'He's familiar somehow.' and 'I trust him.'. Which was enough to keep the body calm. "I'm sorry, but I don't even know that myself; I apologize. But I oddly enough remember you, although I can't pinpoint your name.." The big cat would give a small and soft roar, trying to get the obvious proof across; That she didn't know anything.