Every canine that's a part of the pack must take an oath and learn the ropes. You have joined TSR's pack, and therefore you must do the same.

Inside members will find rules and information.

It is known by the canines of the city as Centre's Park because it is in the middle of the circle-like city. Surrounded by wrecking skyscrapers, this park is the only bit of green one will see, if you don't count the small shoots of grass and trees shooting up throughout the city. It is not espiecally hard to find the park, as just about all roads lead to it. At first glance, it is a quite shadowy place due to the large amounts of trees, but it offers a safe refuge. A dusty old horse fountain lies in the middle of the park which luckily holds a supply of water filled by the rain. Emerald leafed trees create large patches of cool shade to rest under, and the bark of the trees have formed quite interesting shapes and patterns. Patches of flowers are often flattened by those seeking a resting places, and to the side of the is an old rusty children's playground surrounded by a low fence. But even with great living conditions, a wolf or dog will rarely see another in the same place, and most scents have slowly disappeared, making this feel like an eerie place.

Given the very dark and fearful appearance of the forest, nobody would think someone would want to permantly live here. But there is. A mixture of wolves, dogs and halfbreeds. If you have come this close to see them, you have stumbled upon the home of the Survivor's Rebellion. Their camp is based in a large clearing filled with soft springy grass and sweet smelling trees. Golden rays of sunlight have made their way through the canopy making the place seem more welcoming than the darker forest. The whistling of birds and the far-off bubbling of teh river make this place seem comforting, but the Rebellion that lives here faces a darker war and fate.

The centre of all of the Wolf Gang's plans and schemes is their base; a long abadonned meat packing factory. On the outskirts of the City, this once popular factory thrived with human hands and supplied all the meat to the residents of the city. It began to lose business when the worldwide disaster hit as expected and simply closed down. For now, the wolves have taken it over completely. The factory is surrounded by a depressing iron spiked fence and gives off a gloomy appearance. The windows are coated with dust and don't let a whole lot of light in. The hallways are dark as well, making it difficult to navigate around the place. Most of the rooms are a blinding light colour and still carry the smell of cleaning product and hold crates and hoses. The main domains of the factory include the central warehouse, the slaughteryard and the halls. Other than that, little is known about the small rooms as the wolves have deemed it unworthy and time-wasting to explore.

After the violent raids and attacks from the Wolf Gang, the Dog Pack retreated to a place that still had the comforting scent of humans. The Dog park is etched into the mind of the oldest dogs, and it hasn't changed much from this past vision. A large grassy park surrounded by a large chain link fence which can be acessed by a swigning gate which has come off it's hinges. The grass is soft and springy and many dogs enjoy basking in the sunlight here. Tall trees are scattered throughout the park providing cool shade. Small natural ponds and fountains are placed all over the place, and squirrels and birds can be caught for food. At the center of the park is a large stone foundation. This is where the Alphas rest and plan with others of high status.