Our whole group shares a large room in the pack house, sleeping the afternoon away, having worked all night and through the morning. The werewolves are working to settle in this afternoon, trying to get a normal livelihood going again. Most did whatever the pack needed, but a few held outside jobs.
Most of those jobs being Hunting Beasts for pelts and meat to trade, the modern version of trapping, since they can destroy most standard trap lines. There were more working outside jobs in the past, but almost all movement and contact between settlements ended with the portals opening.
There aren't a lot of them up north here, but the population is so low they mostly went unnoticed and unattended. Which led to the area becoming a monster wilderness of sorts.
Almost all the small towns moved to the cities, who posted guards around the perimeter, an expansion of the police force. Farms too far from a city were abandoned, unable to defend themselves effectively.
