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    The West

    The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a certain grunge that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, instead letting the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

    What's You'll Find Here

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    Noah's Ark

    owned by Aiden Tetradore
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    Noah's Ark

    Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark appears to be little more than an abandoned cargo ship. Accessible from an entrance hidden in the shadows, The Ark is a veritable Were-playground that specializes in fighting tournaments for all creatures great and small. With both singles and doubles tournaments to compete in, the title of Ark Champion is hotly contested amongst the Were population. If anything illegal is going on in the city it's sure to be happening within the back rooms or behind the ring-side bar.

    Owner Aiden Tetradore

    Co-owner Tobias Cain

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    Warehouse District

    Warehouse District

    The warehouse district rests just upon the harbor within the city. Many of the warehouses belong to corporate companies although some are used for less the legal means. Be careful when wandering this district at night for many groups meet within those dark, dilapidated buildings. There are also whispers of hard to obtain goods being sold behind those closed doors but you have to know who's who to get an in!

WHEN THE DARKNESS COMES70.49.13.16Posted On May 04, 2017 at 9:06 PM by REGAN IZUMI

when the darkness comes, be afraid of me

Is it still considered bad to lie to your friend when you think they need lying to? For this was the case with Raven. The tigress is entirely unsure if she would step between the panther and wolf should the need ever arise. She simply knew, on some level, Raven needed to hear it. Believe it. So she'd said it. She enjoyed Raven's friendship and she trusted Tetradore to the fullest extent she was capable of. Well, let's just hope the matter never presented itself and a choice never needed to be made.

Once Raven started crying again, Regan found it hard to stay at her side. There will always be a part of the tigress that detested weakness and the ability in others to express it. No one should know how to strike at your vitals. No one should know how to impact that much of an emotional reaction. It was safer that way. That's how you survive. You don't depend on anyone to save you or have your back...they wont always be there -- or they might just be the one to slip the dagger between your ribs.

For a moment in time she waits. She allows herself to be a comfort and then she draws away. Her capacity to act 'normal' had reached its limit. The tigress can feel a pair of eyes on her and is unsurprised to find the fox watching her. It would seem Raven had made a new friend in her absence. Interesting. The fox-girl was on base with some of the things she assumed about Regan and her relationship to the pack. She was a member yes, but her bonds were much weaker than the others. She was away a lot. Enjoyed her solitude perhaps a little too much and often. Plus, she had submitted to Tetradore but there would always be a piece of Regan that belonged to no one but herself. A broken sliver that kept her from being 'normal'. She wondered if the fox could sense it.

Finally, it seemed like things were settling down. Just in time too. Regan watched the Fox make her excuses and leave the Ark. The tigress didn't know what the rest of the pack would be doing, but she needed some time to decompress. She had reached her threshold. She needed to be away from anyone and everyone in order to empty that place inside her that fills when she is within others company. Once a loner, always a loner. Chuffing brokenly, the girl meets each of their gazes in turn, before she too moves to exist the throne room. Peace out, bitches. Regan needed to relax -- killing time.

"Thinks like this."

mute -- weretiger -- played by megs

Regan Izumi


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