The dogs were everywhere… There were slender hounds sniffing the snow, massive mastiffs tied near huts, and shepherds pacing alongside their handlers.
Their presence gave the shelter a unique atmosphere… The barks and growls of the dogs mixed with the human voices made this place quite different from many other shelters.
Shane and Alex moved deeper into the settlement, moving through its busy streets. The place was far livelier than they expected.
Merchants called out from stalls, and they all looked healthy...
It seemed that this shelter had a good source of food.
One stall displayed baskets of mushrooms. There were brown caps, pale stalks, and even faintly fragrant. They were actually varieties that could also be found in the Springriver Manor.
Beside them, bundles of carrots, potatoes, onions, and leafy greens were stacked neatly. Without a doubt, they were rare treasures in the apocalypse.
