Feral Heart

Thank you very much!

Hello all, I fail hardcore at making presets lol.

I am looking for a transparent wing preset, I found the thread dated back from a few years ago and couldnt get it to work for the life of me.

Quote from: SummmerGlade on September 30, 2012, 09:31:48 pm

Quote from: piasa on September 30, 2012, 08:31:32 am

I have to tend to Agree with those that say they dont like the idea, Sure its a quick fix to the lag, but why not open a donations page and upgrade the servers to Handel more people. I would gladly pay a few bucks to help upgrade the servers so Everyone can enjoy Feral Hearts. it doesn't even have to be a permanent Donations page, set a mark or goal of the money you need to upgrade the servers to sustain a certain amount people at once, the once that goal is reached you can close the donations. Repeat if needed.

No rewards need to be given imo though with Feral Hearts Rewards for donations dont really effect game play.

This is actually a really smart idea, I think the admins should consider this.

It has been discussed many times that FH will never take donations.

So instead they deny people to right to play till they open up Registrations? i dont really find it fair to the incoming players, or the pre existing players that have friends that want to play.

Reserved last.

-Updated first post-

I will add more to this story as the RP in game folds out, This is a feed off of the RP that Nakima ( a RL freind) and I are having.

ok I plan to do one of these for each of my characters, this is no-where complete so please bear with me on this.

Main character:

Kindred Heart

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Well my story starts when I was a pup. I was born in the hills of Scotland under the light of a full moon, it was warm outside. The pack that I was born into was a small pack as the hunters had killed most of our pack for there furs.

-Ch 1 Mother-
     I remember my mothers warmth, her sent, her touch. She was a large wolf, stunning in all her beauty, She was pitch Black with White on her belly, the tip of her tail and her paws, She had a Blue celtic pattern that stood out and Shined as if it was blessed by the angels themselfs. She gave birth to me in our cave in a knoll on the western side of the Island. My father had been killed by hunters shortly after my mother concieved, while he protected her with all his being. My mom would talk about him regularly, her voice always sounded sad when she spoke of him, she loved him and missed him. I remember the times when she would go out and hunt, she use to tell me to stay in the knoll and stay quite, she never knew when the hunters would be out, and to a hunter a puppy like me would look like an ordinary dog. She would always come back with yummy treats, or Rabbit and mice, she would always let me have the most tender bites of the under belly.


-Ch2 The Day-
  I was about 2 months old on this day. I was laying in the knoll, my mother had gone hunting like she had done many times before. I had fallen asleep shortly after she had left, I was a mindful pup and always followed her instructions. I awoke shortly before sunset, my mother was late... Too Late.... I whimpered as I lay there shivering since the weather had chilled as it entered the fall season. I waited, whimpering, shivering, cold. I missed my mother. Shortly after Sunset I let out a small howl calling to anyone that could hear. I cried as the time passed. Where could my mother be. My tummy growled, this was the first time that it had ever done that.I was hungry... Really hungry..

-Ch3 The pack-
  I came out of the Den the next morning not knowing what to excpect and not knowing where to go. Just outside the Den opening I could see the lush knolls of green, the scent of the air made me sneeze. As I looked around I saw about 4 others that looked just like my mother but with Different colors and paterns of there furs. I quietly and shyly Approached one of them, I have never seen them berfore as my mother had always kept me in the den and away from the opening. The Big Wolf looked at me and grinned, He layed down and looked mt over. I statrted shaking, scared, I feared him but was also curious about him at the same time. As he looked me over he called to me to come over to him. I crouched over to him and he giggled at me, he said "its alright young one, there is no need to be afraid we are your extended family, your pack". I loosened up a bit but was still scared. I went to him and he licked my nose and forhead. He looked down at me and said "We shall call you Kindred Heart. You look like your mother did at your age". At this comment I looked at him in wonder. "he knew my mother" I thought to myself "he must be ok if he knew her". I wandered closer to him. In a weak voice I ask "do you know where my mother is?" The old wolf looked down at me with a saddened expression, saying "young one Im not sure how to tell you, but your mother was killed last night by hunters." I look up at him, confused, noticing the tears streaming down his face I decided better then to ask him what a hunter was.
   After about 5 minuets the old male stood up, I looked at him, noticing how tall he was, and slightly frightened of him again. "Come," he said "the pack wants to meet you." The old male led me over some knolls, i dont remember how far but when he stoped I collasped from exhaustion and hunger."Rest here young one," the male said. I looked around slowly noticing the other Wolves that were there, they were the same ones I saw when I first came out of the den, I had not noticed that they had left. The old male brought everyone over and introduced them, then he laid a freshly killed rabbit in frount of my nose, "Eat," he said. I ate what I could of the Rabbit, it upset my tummy slightly because I hadn't had anything to eat in a long time. When I was done eating, I looked at the male and again asked where my mother was. This time he said "She died young one, your mother is no longer with us." At his words I felt sick, I fell to the ground and started to sob, the old male laid down next to me trying to comfort me.

-Ch 4 The Hunters-
  I learned to accept the loss of my mother. Now 4 months old, I was able to hunt with the pack. It was a chilly day when we started the hunt. There were 3 of us now, Me, Miskaku, and McGregor,  as a hunter got another two members of our pack. We all tried to be careful but the hunters would hide in the shadows downwind from our sensitive noses. I still did not have my markings but I had these itchy nubs protruding from my back, when I had asked the old wolf about it he said that I was uniuqe, that was all he would say, so I let the subject drop.
  We were all out hunting, I was with the Miskaku who was the one that took me in after my mother died, we were on the trail of a nice large rabbit when he stopped suddenly, sniffing the air. "what is wrong" I asked in a whisper, "Hunters" he said and crouched down to the ground. McGregor was jsut a tiny ways off, we caught a glimps of him as he followed the sent trail of something he was hunting. Miskaku told me to stay low and stay put, he then started to crouch toward McGregor so he could stop him. Both of the them disappeared out of my sight as they went though some tall grass, that is when it happened... Gunfire.... 2 shots... All i heard was 2 yelps and I knew, I knew that my only freinds were dead or seriously injured.
  I stayed crouched on my belly, I was frozen in fear, I laid there for what seemed to be days but it hadent been. The sun was starting to set. I started to crouch towards where I had seen the others disappear, I was worried. One or both could be laying there hurt, so I went to go see. I followed the trail of slightly bent grass till I felt something wet on my paw. Blood. it was cold, and sticky, almost dried. I stood up and searched, at this point I didnt care if I died or lived, I had no friends, no pack, I was now alone in the world. After searching the area thoughly and finding only blood and small traces of fur strewn about I decided to run. Tears flowing from my eyes as all the pain finally hit me. I ran and ran, not knowing where I was going, not knowing where I even was, All I knew is I finally ended up a vass open ocean. Being that I could go no farther I howled a low, sad howl.

-Ch 5 The Winged Race-
  My howl was answered by anothers howl, at the sound of it I started to shake in fear. I had heard that the hunters could make sounds just like us, and since my howl was answered I was scared. I crouched low to the ground hoping that whatever it was that howled back at me would just leave me alone.
  As I laid there I was ever sightful, looking around waiting for the other thing that howled. It was now after dark and even though we had Night sight it was still hard to see things.
   I saw it.... The shimmer, the glow, the radience of a pair of white wings. I sat up a bit so I could look better. The winged Creature was stunning, it looked like my mother but had a Swirl patern on its pelt instead of the celtic knot pattern in the dark I couldnt see the color of the pattern. It sniffed the ground and started to come towards me. I sniffed the air and realized I was upwind of it. The winged wolf stopped about 5 feet from me, and spoke softly, it was a female, her voice sounded like a silver bell, So soft, so pretty, so alluring. She Said "I know your here, I can smell you, Do not be afraid, I can help you." I stood up and looked at her. She smiled at me, her smiled faded slightly when she noticed I only had started growing my Teen pelt and colorings, She knew what I was, but not who I was. She looked at me and slowely came to me. I was shivering, ccared out of my wits, I couldnt talk or move, this was the first time I had ever seen one of these wolves. "Hello there young one, where is your family?" she asked calmly. "G-Gone" I studdered "T-they are all gone, Hunters, blood...." My strength finally gave out and I collasped.
   When I Awoke I didnt know where I was. I looked around, this was not the place that I was at last night. I was not even in Scotland anymore. I got up and stretched, then went to the closest tree that I could find and rubbed the small knubs that were on my back against it, it felt so good to itch those knubs they itched so bad. after the itch session I walked a little farther out, keeping a watchful eye on the place I had just left from. I went up a slope and stopped. I was on a cliff.... "how the heck did I get on this cliff" I asked myself outloud, and jumped when I heard a giggle behind me. "You dont remember last night do you young one?" the winged wolf asked. She was even more stunning in the sunlight, her bright Green markings, Her ptich black coat, the White of her belly, mane, and bangs. The Snow white color of her wings that shimmered and sparkled in the sunlight as she breathed, she was Beautiful in all forms of the word. "No i dont remember anything" I answered with a bit more confidence. "you collasped last night on the south bank of Scotland, you must of been running for awhile becuase your paws were bloody." I had not noticed that my paws had bled last night, nor did they show any evidence of wounds now. "My name is Akria. I see that your a bit confused about me," she said "I am indeed one of you, a winged version, we are a rare race but the same species as your mother was." I looked at her confused, did she know my mother? Did she know what happened last night? Did she know what was happening to me becuase my back itched more and more each day.


-Ch6 My Wings-
  Akria taught me everything to know about her race. I was now 8 months old, My back had sprouted a small set of wings and the knubs on my back stopped itching so much. I could not yet use the wings as they were still too small to carry me. My markings had also started to show, they were a light magenta color at the time being, but each month they got brighter and my wings bigger.
  Akria, I found out had been from the same pack that I was born into. She left the pack to try to find a mate and never returned to the pack becuase she had heard that the hunters place bountys on the winged race of my species. The wings were cherished for medical use, as the feather dust granted rapid healing, Grinding a feather and drinking with some herbal tea would bring any living creature back from the brink of death if there heart was still strong. So in turn the hunters wanted the Rare wings off the Winged Celtic wolf.

-Ch7 The pack
  I was a little over a year old now. My markings had darkened to a purplish color, My wings had grown out they were now large enough and strong enough to carry me. Akria told me to go out and find my own path so I did. I wished her well, Ide never forget the kindness that she showed towards me in my biggest time of need.
  I took flight and flew south. not knowing where Ide go or where Ide end up. I stopped in various parts of the world and met several different kinds of wolves. The whole time advoiding Scotland, my brithland. As much as I wanted to go back and visit I knew that if I was there and seen I would of been killed. One night I stopped off at a cave and went deep into the tunnel that it had. There I met many other wolves and dogs from around the world. Hellhounds, Borne from the depths of hell. Huskys with there fluffy fur and beautiful markings, I even met some cats. One husky caught my attention. she was dancing with some Hellhounds by the waterfall in the tunnel. Her name was Ice, she was blind but it didnt seem to phase her. She was dancing the night away jsut as if she was a very yound puppy. I asked her if she needed a traveling companion and she said sure. I was no longer alone.
  Somehow we ended up at the South pole, the snow was cold, the winds were swift, but it didnt seem to bother her at the least. It didnt bother me any except for the first few days it chilled the pads of my pads, making me walk funny. there we met many others, one by one they joined our pack, most were huskys but there were a couple other wolves and even a sabertooth cat who were thought to be extinct. There was one wolf that caught my eye. He was a Timber wolf, large for his size, his name was Nakima. Me and Nakima connected and became mates. he was a kind and gental wolf.

-Ch 8 Expecting-
   One night on the night of a full moon when the night was clear, I teased Nakima with my tail. I had come into heat, Nakima had senced it and he was letting me tease him, he bit my tail playfully, this went on for several hours. We mated that night. I felt a stir within me and I knew.