Great Bear Wilderness corruption

disease festered throughout the wilds like a hidden rash, creeping in on winter's coattails. here in the great bear wilderness, a different sort of plague wrought destruction. rabbits grew slow and heavy of breath, increasingly sequestered away in their warrens until they ceased to exit at all. mice turned feverish and abandoned hard-won meals. all around the wilderness, the tiny lives that still lit the winter-smothered forests and fields were blinking out like snuffed candles.

somewhere deep in the wilderness, the last surviving rabbit in a family dragged itself to the frigid air above its home, desperate for relief. it twitched feebly for a time, prone and oblivious to the corpses huddled together nearby. soon, it would join them in eternal sleep.

tularemia has started to spread among the rabbits, hares, and rodents of great bear wilderness. wolves can be infected, though it is uncommon.

”animals may have a fever, look tired, be depressed and refuse to eat. some will have a cough, stagger from weakness, vomit or develop diarrhea. rabbits and rodents behave strangely, huddle together and have a rough looking coat. sudden death can occur.”

written by the shadow