Thought of as the lowest of the low, the Bone Gnawers were originally garou rejected from other tribes. Coming together in solidarity, these underdogs have embraced the insulting name thrown at their feet by the alphas of old. Community-oriented free thinkers, this tribe took it upon themselves to wander the cities of man, and to safeguard them against the harm and corruption that so often springs up from their centers.

Descended from those outcasts, Bone Gnawers know what it is to be alone and unwanted. They are not powerless, though, and they often take in those who have nowhere else to go. This community, and willingness to embrace those deemed unworthy by others, are traits shared by their kin. Those kin come from all the hard walks of life. From menial laborers to wounded veterans, and from reclusive hill folk to highway hitch hikers, Bone Gnawer kin are everywhere. And while the high tribes may not think much of them, no one denies the usefulness of having so many eyes on the streets, nor that one of rat’s children will fight like a devil when they and theirs are threatened.