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This particular area, although called Front Street - is actually a block or so that is constantly bustling with activity and usually overrun by humans unless it's late at night. Dogs have been known to seek this place out for a meal,but it's not an easy task; these upper-class humans clearly never learned to share. Watch out for rush hour, because these cars don't wait for anyone.

Once a jailhouse for the strays of Nox Arcana, the Pound now stands abandoned, and in less than perfect condition. A run-down waiting room gives the space a false air of hospitality, but once you pass through the door on the far side of the room, you enter a place that few dogs have returned from alive. Rows of dilapidated cages reside within the building, some containing sparse bedding, and others having only the faint smell of urine or death. At the very end of the pen-lined hallway rests a white room, where hundreds of euthanasia's were performed. There is a door to the outside dog runs on the other side of this room is where you can find battered dog houses and perhaps company of other lupines who are brave enough, or stupid enough, to risk spending a night in the haunted place for a good-night's sleep

Not Exactly the most pleasant smelling place, but it's frequented by humans and feral-alike; it's one of the few means of transportation in the city aside from cars, or the city bus. It'd be in your best interest to be careful, and not to linger on the tracks - trains still shooth through these darkened, dreary tunnels at remarkable and lethal speeds. At night, the place becomes eery, and it's not a good idea to be caught alone here, for it is said that it's a favored place for the rougher types to hang out.

The name is perfectly befitting of this five by five mile stretch of woods located on the outer limits of the city - why? Because, it doesn't quite fit in with the hustle-and-bustle of the city life in the least, yet it became a favorite of the Lupines and humans. During the day, it appears to be a relatively charming place. But when dusk hits, everything seems to twist into a nightmarish hell. Shadows thrown by the moon's glow seem to dance about, laughing fiendishly at you. The gnarled branches of the trees seem to reach down to grasp individuals and tear at their faces. Unexplainable noises float through the darkness. At the heart of the woods, there is a creek - try not to fall in and drown, because no one will likely hear your screams.

Despite its upbeat and lovely name, this place is as bad as it gets. A rundown and depressing ghetto - it was build under good enough intentions; giving the less unfortunate in the city hope. But things never go quite according to plan, now do they? Its your typical "Bad neighborhood" - just a hell of a lot worse. Overrun by ruffians and mischievous bandits, it's one of the most dangerous places within the city to be, especially after dark. Watch your step, for there's no telling just who you'll run into here.

Four levels - one elevated into the air, one on ground level, one that is underground, and one that leads to the underground city life. It seems normal enough. Except something seems to be out of place, and rather peculiar about the first underground level of the parking garage. It seems to be the headquarters for an illegal street fighting ring. You have to wonder if it's still active, and if it is - what it could mean for the inhabitants of the city. Stepping into the lowest level of the parking garage, the scents of a new city surround you as you slip deeper. This is the darkest part of the city, where thieves, drug addicts, slave traders, fighters, and ruffians alike do their bidding. Whether it's buying, selling, planning, or what... if there's something illegal to be done, it'll probably be done here. Watch your step and your pockets, for there's no telling just who and what the hell it is that you're truly dealing with. Thinking of screwing someone over? Just make sure you can make it out alive if you're making such a deal with the rogues down here.