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- In the foothills of Mt. Rainier is xthe town
of Rosebay. Once a logging town, it's been
shrinking xfor years, xwith xthe xyounger
generations xmoving xout xinto xcities xin
search of better prospects. xYou left, too.
Well, things didn't work out. That big job,
relationship, or college x—x it's in the past
now. You're coming home, to the town you
shouldxhave left for good xmany years be-
fore youxactually got the chance. xBut it's
just temporary: you're coming to get your
bearings, xto catchxyour breath, xmaybe
do xsomexself-discovery xon those xhiking
trails you remember — alongside a number
of other mantras you've been repeating to
yourself on the bus ride over.xYou have no
intentions of actually staying.
So why does the land seem to be calling out
to you, like it knows your blood?
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- You never knew,xbut youxwere
bornxwith xwolf bloodxinxyour
veins. xNowxthatxyou'rexback
home,xsomethingxis xchanging
under your skin.xAnd the local
pack xhasxits xeyes xon you —
quite xliterally. xThey've xsent
some xof xtheir xmembersxto
watch out for their lost blood,
hoping to truly bring you home.