Feral

The Ferals are the wildest of the Sons, warriors who surrender fully to Hearthen’s primal call. In the thick of battle their bodies warp—limbs lengthen, spines arch, and fur of blazing crimson bursts through skin. Their forms are not the hulking wolves of folktale, but lean, fox-faced predators with eyes like coals and fangs like knives. In these sleek, towering shapes, they dart across the battlefield with terrifying speed, clawing through armour and tearing cavalry from saddles. To fight a Feral is to face a blur of red and steel, a living storm of tooth and claw that no shield line can hold.