Welcome to the pack, Wolf!

If you've found yourself here, it has been determined that you are strong

enough to join the pack. Yes, I said pack. After the virus went global our

ancestors fled to the forrest and built the infamous underground vault known

as "The Den." Legends state that the den actually started off in a

Timber Wolf's den before expanding over the years. Others say that when

scouts would come up to the surface to forage for supplies, they would

observe the local wolves in the area. Upon doing so the scouts noticed that

the wolves were actually surviving in the new desolate, post-apocalyptic

world. Unfortunately, like most of the other indigenous wildlife, the wolves

eventually died off from starvation or the virus. Some of them still roam the

lands with an undead, insatiable appetite. To honor their memory

our ancestors taught us to embrace the pack mentality: Guard your family

and friends with relentless aggression while showing justifiable distrust of

other survivors. If said survivors prove they have strength and

commitment to offer the pack, they may just find themselves among our

ranks soon enough. Here a helping hand and a hot meal go a long way.

Never abandon your brothers and sisters and never forget the sacrifices of

those before us. Without their blood, sweat and tears we would not have our

den. Do not dishonor the pack or our legacy.