The howls stopped in Arizona years ago.
Caerns that once pulsed with Gaia’s breath now lie silent – choked with rot, drowned in corruption, or twisted into profane mockeries of what they once were. The enemy did not just conquer this land… it claimed it. Spirit courts shattered. Totems fell quiet. The People were driven out, bleeding and broken, forced to abandon sacred ground to survive.
But Garou do not forget.
And Gaia does not forgive.
Across the fractured remnants of the West, new fires burn. In hidden places in California, in hard-won territory in Nevada, in desperate strongholds in New Mexico, the Nation gathers its strength. Caerns have been rekindled. Pacts have been reforged. The war drums have begun to sound again.
Now, a group is being assembled – young, fierce, and untested together. Cliath eager for their first true legends. Fostern ready to prove their names. Adren who understand what is at stake. You are not being sent to hold the line.
You are being sent to take it back.
Arizona is still lost.
But not forgotten.
And not beyond the reach of tooth, claw, and righteous fury.