You linger over your coffee and consider what you know. Even though the evidence you gathered after destroying the Bane pointed east, to roughly this location, you don't know much more than that. And you hesitate to wander around the woods in February, hoping you'll stumble upon something. You need either a base of operations from which to conduct an investigation, or to make contact with local Garou.
I don't like human civilization, but I need a home base. And for that, I need a job.
I don't like the idea of stumbling around half-starved in the woods. Let's consider jobs and apartments.
I don't know which tribes live here, but I should show them respect with a formal introduction.
If other werewolves know about the Bane, I need their help. I look for other Garou.
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You pay for your breakfast, then grab an abandoned breakfast burrito on your way out, eating as you walk down the cold street.
There are certain courtesies expected even of a cub, and it's better to make contact with the local werewolves on your own terms than to stumble into them. Who knows what tribes even dwell out here? Tradition dictates that you perform the Howl of Introduction. Scarper taught you the Howl, and how important it was for a galliard to greet other werewolves boldly and with eloquence.
If you'd prefer to be more discreet, you could look for glyphs. Some Garou mark their territory with a unique system of signs and scratches. Scarper taught you the glyphs along with the Primal Tongue, and with enough patience, you might be able to track the marks and symbols to a Caern or some other werewolf community.
But glyphs are old-fashioned, and not all Garou bother with them anymore. A smart young werewolf could go online and search for evidence of Garou—anything from news articles about "animal attacks" to deliberate hints and riddles left by urban wolves to help facilitate contact. Also, many city wolves move among an urban population's indigent and criminal communities: if you were able to stay cool around them, they might help you.
I Change into my lupus form and chant the Howl of Introduction.
I patiently seek out Garou glyphs and decipher the signs to find other werewolves.
I get online and look for evidence of Garou activity in town—deliberately planted or otherwise.
I act cool and casual around the local transient population. Maybe some of these fringers know about the Garou and can lead me to other werewolves.
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