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Hunters & Scouts
You head over to the deteriorated stone wall - a remanent of long-gone human activity. It has a roof thatched over it using the overgrown bushes planted purposefully around it. Its a semi-sphere, with its entrance covered by a huge boulder rolled into place, covering one half. As you shuffle past it, you're taken aback by its inhabitants. The largest, stockiest and most agile wolves of the pack are inside, brashly joking about misdemeanours outside of the base. Many of these wolves are scarred, mimicking the scratches and imperfections marked into the stone. They don't seem to notice you observing them as they interact loudly amongst themselves, seemingly without regard for the rest of the pack. You flinch as two males' tussle shifts past you, heading straight towards the fire pit encompassed by a ring of stones. They miss, but one ends up being shoved into two conversing she-wolves. One turns and bears her teeth at the offender as he playfully nudges her shoulder, encouraging her to join them though she is obviously not in the mood. You decide to exit the stone den - you'd rather not get caught up in.. that..