Here, the solid cyber-metallic floor of the Web give way to lush, green foliage. You feel a brush of wind pass over your face - this place is one of nature. Looking about you find yourself surrounded by trees and ivy, and a feeling of peace steals over you.

A noise brings you about, and you notice a young-looking wolf watching you closely from amongst the trees. Although barely out of his cub years, he seems to have the eyes of an ancient, and wisdom radiates from his form.

"Greetings, Web-wanderer," he says. You start at the wolf's use of your language, and he chuckles to himself. "I am Watcher-In-The-Woods, Guardian of this place. If your intentions are peaceful you are indeed welcome here." He turns through the trees and begins walking. "Come," he calls, "I will guide you."

Welcome to my Werewolf: The Apocalypse site. Thanks for showing an interest. To attain your own Web Guardian, click on Watcher-In-The-Woods. He won't bite...

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