A post-industrial wasteland where old tech still breathes.
: Detailed descriptions of the other wolves in the hub. Wolf Hub.txt
A low growl vibrated behind him, not from the speakers, but from the shadows of the alley. A massive shape stepped into the pale blue light of the monitor. Its fur was matted with oil and wire, and its eyes glowed with the same cyan hue as the terminal. A post-industrial wasteland where old tech still breathes
