For most of this round the pack has been hunted for its prettiness, angry old men with fleshlights came hunting for that soft fur.
The pack protected its burrows and howled out to attract attention of others who quickly joined in to prevent the angry men from taking our natural beauty.
Slowly but steadily we managed to reclaim some of our hunting grounds. Sadly those protecting natural beauty became blinded by exactly that which they tried to protect. They became greedy and got swayed by the endless lobby for furs.
With the skinning knife firmly in our back, I can make no other decision. The pack is leaving these barren and forsaken lands in search of more fruitful and joyful places.
Surely some game mechanics are still less than optimal, so much is known for some time now. Sadly that is not the biggest issue this game has currently.
Don’t expect free planets, some of our wolves will wander into new ventures, others will turtle up further. For those wandering into new adventures I wish you the best of luck, hopefully you will regain the joy for this game.