This dome is where the food is grown for the city, as well as where the docile and otherwise domesticated animals are raised, either for work or for slaughter. The dome’s layout is that of one large grid, rolling hills with plants or pastures within, separated by large protosteel walls. The matoran farmers are relatively laid back here, but don’t be fooled by the peaceful atmosphere and local contentment. In recent years the protosteel walls have began to crumble, and often times animals escape from their pens, resulting in wild packs of assorted predators roaming these hills. Despite appearances, the animals hide themselves well and strike without warning, ruining crops and devouring precious food supplies. The Vyres have had trouble rounding up these rouge packs, so it is cautioned to stay within designated sectors.