Secondhand Treasures

a ragtag collection of wolves, wolfdogs, and coywolves, utterly lacking in fear of humans-- and, some wolves think because of this, sense. night finds the boldest of them sneaking into nearby human settlements to root through their garbage and steal from their yards whatever happens to strike their fancy, giggling as the humans shout and occasionally yelping when they shoot; day brings the more cautious and even-tempered of them hawking the stolen detritus of the two-leggeds to any raccoon, bear, or wolf who seems interested.

have you any wonder for the world beyond the borders of your forests, where the jungles are concrete and the trails are paved, but have too healthy a fear of the beasts within? if so, don't be embarrassed: there's no shame in the sense this pack seems to lack. let the brigands, the foolhardy, the thrill seekers sate your curiosity for you. after all, they find the best secondhand treasures.