This is The Church. It is one of the oldest, churches on this side of the world. There's a stairway towards a loft, where racoons and skunks like to sleep. There are wooden benches with soft, two-legged bedding that loners like to sleep on. There's a large, wooden post infront it all on a small rise with a chair next to it. When loner bands come here, that's where the Leader-like figure addresses the other loners. Many loners live here while others only hunt here.

"Walmart: We sell for less." A very common phrase for a commonly known place. Walmart is where everyone who's anyone comes to buy anything for a low price. It sells everything from clothes to TVs. Humans will let you in there, so long as you stay away from the pets section(which is no fun).

This is the underground government agency called the decagon. After 911 hit the pentagon, they decided they needed a more secretive place to keep defence up incase of another pentagon attack. Of course the main building to respond to emergancies is the pentagon, so the decagon isn't used much. Its located deep underground, so no satellites detect it. Its cold and dark, with many levels and metal tunnels. Very high-tech and somewhat like what you saw in Resident Evil, only real... more or less.

Have you ever seen a medevil castle before? In the early days, this used to be the kingdoms castle. It looks like something you saw out of the The Brother's Grim, only there isn't a half-dead wanna-be-young queen in the tower rotting with extra long hair and fingernails. Though abandoned, it provides a hint at its final glimses at human life.

This is an abandoned Fishing and Hunting Shack. Tow-leggeds use to come here and rent guns and fishing rods. It has been long since abandoned. Fishing wire, Fishing Rods, and Fishing Hooks lay scattered across the floor from the mice and birds that have come in and out. Bullets and guns are hung on the far wall. Mice like to hid in the empty shelves.

Here there is a large two-leg house. This two-leg very much Dislikes cats. They are a dog lover. They own many dogs, they have a large fence that circles there back yard, containing dogs that are not fond of cats. These dogs are not small and will not hesitate to attack. There fence is high though like most dogs they dig. So watch out some might be walking around there house with out a fence or chain. In the front yard there is no fence there is a large metal chain that hooks onto the dogs collar. Though cats come here to get cat-nip that grows in the backyard garden of this home. Try to come when the dogs aren't out. If they are you better find a high tree or place.

Here there is an abandoned store. The store was closed down but some of the things stayed inside of the building. The door is still there but the bottom of it is ripped off. So cats can slip inside. Rogues usually live in here, the store is slightly big. There are small mice that crawl around in here so there is some prey. There are many different aisles. There is even a pet Aisle, some kitty-pet food is there, they are in bags and some are still fresh. You can knock them off the shelf and rip them open, and you can eat some. There are some left over cages, the doors are wide open there very easy to lock from the outside but not from the inside. There are large ones meant for dogs and smaller sized ones meant for cats and other animals.

The roar of the crowd used to ring in the ears of child baseball players. They loved the thought of a ball heading high speed for your face. The rush of hitting wood against leather, running like your life depends on it to the next base. But the sport started to die, and the kids grew up to play pro. On the side of the baseball field are the stands, filled with old rotten food and sticky soda pop, and the dugouts where left are only old equipment and posters. Felines that take refuge here usually keep watch for prey from the stands.

On the outside, a cat could mistaken it for a simple abandoned Two-legged house. But, if you go inside, you'll see a dusty tile floor, covered in sand, dirt, and dust. This is the vet's house. Behind the desk, and through an opening, you'll come to a shinny silver room with the vet's tools and operation table. You'll smell blood of kittypets mingled with the fresh smell of rogues. Rogues like to come here when it's raining or cold outside.

Here, beside clan territory, is a ranch. A small family lives here who owns horses. They ride them down a dusty trail every day but don't seem to bother the clans. They also own a black and white dog but he doesn't stray past the fence because of a collar they put around it's neck, but he hates cats and kills anything that comes past the fence. Mice love to scurry in the stabbles on the other side of the fence.