Everything that was harvested and brought was delivered to a team that seemed entirely responsible for preparing food for everyone. There were several people, both men and women, working together to get everything ready before nightfall.
The left side of the city was as hot as an oven, with so many wood-burning stoves lit at once that the heat was unbearable. But not for those who worked them. With smiles on their faces and clay pots in front of them, jokes were exchanged continuously as more and more ingredients were brought in.
On the right, an extensive vegetable field stretched for miles, tended by many other lycanthropes. They watered, harvested, and planted the crops while returning to their human forms.
"This is probably where their leader lives, but... unlike the others, he does
