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    The South

    Although the southern parts of the city might not have the luxuries of the north or the down town vibe of the east, but these suburbs still have their own sort of charm. Here small neighborhood owned shops often run rampant, individuals often know each other by first name. The west is a quaint, quiet part of town. It's the sort of place where children can be seen playing safely on the sidewalks and clamoring in the park. On the weekends in the families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters that surround the city.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    owned by Adelaide Labelle
    3 employees

    Beachside Bar & Bistro

    Resting right on the beach near the small, locally owned shops and markets sits a bar and bistro with an elegant yet modern interior. There is seating both indoors and outdoors on the back patio where one can enjoy the melodic sounds of saltwater waves and fresh air. The menu consists of French dishes alongside American and Seafood choices and a wide range of liquors at the bar inside to accommodate the varied tastes and cravings of its customers. It is a charming little establishment that allows for those needing a break from the busy city streets to come and unwind.

    Owner Adelaide Labelle

    Barkeeper Killian Carrick
    Waitress Abigail Hughes
    Waitress Elain Daray

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    Hyde Park

    Hyde Park

    Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

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    The Outskirts

    The Outskirts

    Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often times seen as a way to guard this magical city from the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

i wanna hear that there's food on the horizon67.143.208.10Posted On December 17, 2017 at 8:04 AM by Malia Tate



She could tell Tetradore wasn't used to such teasing which only made it more fun. Especially since Henry was joining in on it with her. She saw the look Tetradore gave him when Henry called him an asshole, the look enough to make her brow rise and wonder if she was about to see her first actual cat fight. But if anything, Tetradore only looked more worried about how Henry really felt about him. That was just adorable. He must feel really bad for turning Henry. He looked like he was about to say something else but then she asked about the dog that had been the cause of all this and he huffed in pure Tetradore style. He said that he didn't want the dog, he just wanted it to stop barking. She smirked. "Why didn't you just roar at it?" That should have sent the dog running with its tail between its legs, she would think. Now some of those little yappers had way more courage than they should in her opinion but surely a big cat like that roaring in their face should have sent a good message. He admitted that he was after the painting in that house, saying that first Henry was in the way then her. She snorted and looked sheepish as he brought up the night the man came out of the house with a gun after her.

"I was trying to talk to the dog, alright? I didn't know that not all animals were Were's." She rolled her eyes as if that was a mistake anyone would make. Of course now she knew better. The way he got all defensive about the painting made her snicker though, her voice practically purring as she fixed Tetradore with a teasing look. "Aww, do you want me to go steal that painting for you, Mr. King of the Jungle? I bet I could get it in my human form." She assured him. Tetradore seemed to be calming down as the conversation continued though, helped by Henry's words of the past being in the past, she was sure. Then he snorted when they teased about crying in a group, saying it would only be yowls and she smirked. "Well, it's not my fault you can't howl like a true purveyor of misery." Her eyes glittered with amusement. She wasn't expecting Tetradore to apologize when she told them why she was crying. It caught her off guard, her gaze averting for a moment before she shrugged. "Not your fault. I chose to leave them." Then he changed the subject to how he was teaching Henry how to climb trees. She couldn't help but smirk when Tetradore brought up how many times he'd fallen. She gave Henry a teasing look now. "Kitty kitty can't climb? Now this, I have to see."

She could sense Henry's emotion as she brought up her old pack. She liked how he had gotten so protective over her, like a big brother or something. It was nice to know someone had her back. She was surprised when Henry looked so serious over at Tetradore, practically scolding him for being defensive over the painting. Then he added that Tetradore shouldn't be stealing and she smirked, taking on a mock superior tone. "That's right, Tetradore. Stealing is bad." Her eyes glittered and her tail waved behind her teasingly. It wasn't like she'd just offered to steal it for him or anything. Now it was Henry's turn to look affronted when Tetradore brought up him falling. She watched him bat at Tetradore's shoulder, her head tilting in amusement. "You two are just ADORABLE. Now come on, show me some cat climbing skills. Maybe I'll even learn something." She dutifully took a seat and nudged her head in a "shoo shoo" manner.



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