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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!

virtue has a veil, vice a mask47.186.158.204Posted On August 06, 2017 at 8:18 PM by Raven Clocksworth

i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

It took a lot of effort on her part to not annoy Tetradore over their trip. Every day when she looked at that postcard on her dresser she agonized over when she should ask him about going. He had only been back for a short time and there were a lot of things that needed to be brought to his attention, especially with his business. There was no time to talk about such fun possibilities. As soon as they got caught up with all their work she waited a few more days as soon as everything felt settled. Her intention wasn’t to bribe him, but she figured he could at least enjoy her homemade cookies as she inquired on when they’d go to Yellowstone. With a date settled she used Tobias’ calendar, pinned on the wall in their bedroom, marking down the days until their trip. It was all rather exciting. There were numerous things to see and do within the national park. That he was willing to take her somewhere, far from home was a very generous thing to offer, especially when he could have just taken her into the dark woods in the South. Entering his room in an excited fashion, a wide grin on her face, quite eager for this little getaway. Seeing him sitting in his chair leaned back, looking a bit worn, did cause her a bit of concern.

After all it was possible that he may not be interested in going and there would be a possible change. She was used to seeing him hold such an apathetic look, but it did hurt a tiny bit when his demeanor didn’t match her own. So, she thought if she changed her own manner then perhaps it would be better. Spending time around Tetradore was rather difficult, even after being around him for so long. He was rather difficult to read, hard to react to, and simply an oddity. And that was truly saying something, especially since she spent most of her time with the temperamental leopard. That he would let her do whatever she wished to do was a pleasing, and troubling thing to hear. Of course he was taking her somewhere he thought she would enjoy, but it was his idea, not hers. That she could do whatever she wanted was, well, hard to accept. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to it was simply she didn’t know how to digest it. She was used to doing things Tobias wanted or others asked of her. She hardly asked anyone to ever do what she wanted to do. Heading towards him she took his hand, nodding that she was indeed ready to go. With this only being the second time of traveling like this it was understandable that she felt a bit dizzy, her eyes closing as she tried to stabilize herself.

It was the unknown scents that filled her nose that caused her eyes to open up. It was all too much for her to handle, a sensory overload. Letting go of Tetradore’s hand she eagerly took a step forward, breathing in the fresh air, noticing there was a clear difference in the air she breathed in the city. Blue-grey eyes looked over the beautiful landscape. It was easy to make out in the distance they were surrounded by snow-covered mountaintops. There was a vast amount of tall pine trees surrounding the area, the tall green grass filled with various types of flowers. A bright smile reappeared, as she inhaled the scent deeply again, catching all the different scents that belonged to the animals that called the Park home. Seeing the vast meadow she felt this painful desire to simply run. How easy it would be to tear her skin apart and allow her paws to smack the ground, the simple feeling of the wind pulling through her thick fur. She was built for endurance and speed and these wide open spaces were perfect for her to stretch her legs. Excitedly she spoke far too rapidly than usual.

“Look, the mountains and the trees...and the smells, I can hardly track and make out what the scent belongs to. Oh Tetra, I bet you if we had a race through this meadow I’d beat you. There are no trees for you to climb and leap from! Come on come, let’s go rig---oh.”

Of course this wasn’t the most appropriate places to change. Not when there were people about. Although they were steading in a meadow, it was the only edge of one. Because right behind them were were a string of people walking along the beaten path towards an open barren land where there was a large mound rising from it. It wouldn’t do anyone very well if they witnessed two humans shifting into a wolf and panther, be a bit of a shock really. Sheepishly she looked over at her Alpha and then at the people as they all seemed to be headed in the same direction to the mound where nothing was happening. With a shrug of her shoulders she took his hand gently and tugged at him to follow, letting it go once they were walking in sync. After all there had to be a reason why they would all be gathering in the same place. It only dawned on her where they were all headed as soon as she saw the massive wooden sign with large white letters spelling out their destination feature. With a big grin she made a gesture towards their first Yellowstone attraction.

“You brought us to the geyser, Old Faithful. Did you know it goes off about 17 times a day, the water in the geyser is 204 degrees Fahrenheit, but the steam is over 350! And it can shoot up 185 feet in the air! They say the amount of gallons of water used could be 3,700 to 8,400 gallons.”

Was she a walking encyclopedia of the national park? Most likely, yes. As they got closer towards the geyser she noticed how crowded it was getting. Crowds were not something she enjoyed and she had seen Tetradore avoid them too at times. Wordlessly she moved away from the crowd sticking close to the far edges. Soon they would reach the watching spot, with everyone muttering or talking, while different park rangers shouted out the geyser would blow in just a few minutes. Crossing her arms she attempted to try a little bit of small talk while they waited.

“You know, I wonder what the first person said when they saw the geyser go off?”

Raven Clocksworth.
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