By James M. Clark
Written by David Lapham
Art by Gabriel Andrade

We as readers have come to expect nothing less than the best in violence, sex and gore from David Lapham and Gabriel Andrade over these past 8 issues.
Ferals #8 begins with some good ole fashioned werewolfing and hard-core sex. We as readers have come to expect nothing less than the best in violence, sex and gore from David Lapham and Gabriel Andrade over these past 8 issues. As Dale Chestnutt is balls deep in his FBI partner and has her bent over the kitchen table, a knock at the door from the local ferals interrupts Dale’s passionate romp much to everybody’s chagrin.

There’s a decapitator known as the ‘Headless Horseman’ that’s been making his rounds and doing what he does best: decapitating people
Dale’s female counterpart has become rather accustomed to Dale’s rough and rumble S&M love-making and has to go as far as caking on some extra foundation to hide the scars and bruises; reminders of a time well-had. It seems the top brass at the FBI is holding out on Dale; there’s a decapitator known as the ‘Headless Horseman’ that’s been making his rounds and doing what he does best: decapitating people (I hope you didn’t think he was the best at giving head; he’s the best at taking heads away).
Dale makes for the wilderness with his fellow Feral compatriots only to find they are less than interested in welcoming Sven Halvorsen (Dale’s newly adopted moniker to hide his real identity) to their feral community. There’s a bit of a misunderstanding: Dale’s claim of enjoying hunting wolves turns out to be a shared pastime of these local ferals, though they want to hunt him.

There’s a bit of a misunderstanding: Dale’s claim of enjoying hunting wolves turns out to be a shared pastime of these local ferals, though they want to hunt him.
Elsewhere, as Pia (Dale’s partner) makes her way into town to get in good with the local females, she too runs into a misunderstanding. As a group of local women kick her ass from here to there, the local women then realize Pia is not the revolving man-door they were looking to put a hurting on. Turns out, one of the women is after a nasty little number that has been cheating with her husband.

Pia (Dale’s partner) makes her way into town to get in good with the local females, she too runs into a misunderstanding.
Dale’s adventure in the wilderness by his lonesome is setting us up for something big as he stumbles across a deer with its head severed from its body (remember what I was saying about that headless horseman?). When Dale finally discovers said severed deer head, it’s a bit too late: he’s walked right into another werewolf’s territory! After a scuffle, Dale stumbles upon a missing school bus full of kids, all of their heads missing. Just who is this sick fuck? And will Dale be able to stop him in time before he commits another atrocity?
The last page as always hooks us just like an AMC Breaking Bad cliff-hanger: 20 or 30 feral werewolves descending from a hill, all bound for a Dale Chestnutt buffet! This series is becoming far and away my favourite book to pick up. The David Lapham Wednesday’s are my favourite of the month. I’m hoping to see this series win an Eisner or at the very least be nominated… it’s fantastic. I can’t stop raving about it to friends or harassing David Lapham on twitter about how good his work is. You should pull this entire series if you haven’t already and prepare yourself to see werewolves at their coolest!

After a scuffle, Dale stumbles upon a missing school bus full of kids, all of their heads missing.
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Posted on September 26th, 2012
Category: 50 SHADES OF BLOOD AND VISCERA, REVIEWS
Tags: 50 Shades Of Blood and Viscera, Avatar Comics, Avatar Press, Comic Reviews, comics, Crossed, David Lapham, Ferals, Ferals #8 review, Ferals review, Gabriel Andrade, James M. Clark, Werewolves