Several miles north of town is a stretch of lowlands that border the edge of Requiem River. Filled with mainly Swamp Oaks and Silver Maples, this area is avoided by Atroe City’s ‘upperclass’. With an understaffed police force, the area isn’t heavily monitored by the authorities. And with deeply-rutted mud roads, trucks are about the only vehicles that can successfully navigate this dismal terrain.

Groups that inhabit this area:
Cryptic Vigilantes

My turf

Crucifix would not let anyone be on his turf unless they planned on joining his pack. He didn't care how well they knew about pack life and his scent was all over the place so this brute should of known not to cross it without permission no matter how he was brought up. His lips peeled back fully over his teeth in a snarl at the males words.

You don't know what I mean? Listen to your instinct dog and you'll know what I mean! This is my land My pack resides here and you have crossed my line without permission I have every right to destroy you so you better give me a reason not to

His snarl becmae alittle more pronounced as he stood there keeping an eye on this male. His sister whined slightly hating fights but e ignored her.

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