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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.

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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 September 28, 2017 at 8:25 PM by Raven Clocksworth

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

It was rather difficult for the young woman to decide just where they could go. Even though they had all afternoon and evening to roam around the national park she was aware though that they wouldn’t be able to do everything. Whether this would be their only time together at the Yellowstone or just one of many trips here, Raven wanted to make the best of it! After all she was spending time with a person she respected and cherished, an Alpha that accepted her – faults and all. This was a trip he had suggested they take, and even though it was for her, she still wanted to do things that made him happy too! Bonding with her pack mates was always a cherishing moment and it was something she always cherished. However, bonding with her Alpha, well...it was even more special. Whatever reason he had to take her to the northern, wooden, area of the park, she would not ask about it. The lupine was not a nosy creature by any means. If he wanted to tell her, he would. Was she curious? Of course she was! But, she would not pry. Besides he was a man of few words and he hardly revealed bluntly what he was thinking or intending to do.

Using his teleportation abilities to get them to Hayden Valley was a great idea! It cut down the travel time and gave them more time to go on an adventure! There was much to see within the valley. Beautiful flowers popped up among the tall grass, encircled by snow covered mountains, and holding the lake. The land here was far, wide, and inviting! Her wolfish side was naturally drawn to everything. The sight, the scents, the clean fresh air, and feeling of freedom was enough to forcefully pull the lupine out of the girl. Usually she held the patience of a Saint. However, she was growing quite annoyed that Tetradore hadn’t already shifted into his larger feline form. Happily her tail swayed side to side waiting on pins and needles. As soon as his paws landed on the ground she eagerly bumped her forehead into his shoulder, a kind gesture. It would seem that after spending years mostly around felines she would copy their antics losing a little bit of her unique wolfish ways. The need to stretch her legs and see everything around them was solved by going for a race.

Her lupine mind was simply overwhelmed by everything. She wanted to run and explore. There was plenty of wildlife to observe and interact with, and she was ready to do it all! Though first a race. Not only would they be able to see a few things by the lake, but it might help snuff out the energy she had and light a fire within her aloof Alpha. Sprinting forward she eventually caught up next to him, the edge of the lake nearby, Raven trying to increase her speed. It was unfortunate that the roar from the unknown creature caused her to stumble and fall into her the panther, causing the two of them to fall and slide into the mud. Bringing herself up from the mud she tried to shake some of it off, muttering her apology, her head lowered, mortified and ashamed. When she took a glance up at him, her ears folded back in an apologetic manner when his face held that annoyed look. It was the second roar that made her sneak through the bushes to discover what sort of creature was making such a sound. Shocked to find a bear just a few feet away she watched the creature carefully, marveled by, well everything about it. His teeth clutching the back of her scruff caused her to go still for a moment, feeling him tug gently, and quietly she obeyed his wishes. She didn’t want to go near the wild bear, she just wanted to watch. Her tail would sway back and forth behind her.
“Oh no, we must not get close. But I wonder what he is looking for. The water is right there. Maybe food? And why are you holding onto my tail, you felines and my tail...I...oh!”

Raven liked her fluffy tail and for whatever reason, her feline counterparts seemed enthralled with its fluffiness. It was something that didn’t bother her, most of the time. When Regan was around the ebony tiger would always try grab her tail, and release it, seeming quite entertained. That Tetradore would hold onto her tail too seemed odd. Turning her dial around her eyes widened as she realized just what the bear was looking for. Her tail was enclosed in the mouth of a fuzzy brown bear cub. Don’t blame Raven, but a very soft whimper was given, not out of fear, but out of love for the tiny young cub. The bear wasn’t hers, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t find some sort of joy in seeing the young cub. All thoughts of their life in danger didn’t surface. Instead she would turn around sniffing the creature as it continued to hold onto her tail, the wolf quite happy and content.

“Tetra, isn’t he cute. We really shouldn’t be near him, cause we could die, but Tetra...he likes my tail.”

Hormones. Blame hormones. Blame the fact she was a female. Either way, Raven was happy to see the cub. That is, until she heard the mother roar again behind them, which then prompted the bear cub to release her tail and cry out. Blue-grey eyes widened as she scrambled to get away from the cub. This was bad, bad bad! Looking to her Alpha she attempted to get near him, knowing they needed to leave, but when she tried to get close to him, another bear cub poked from the bushes behind him. They were surrounded! Oh this was not good, not good at all. Suddenly a dark looming shadow seemed to darken the grass, the mother bear was slowly coming over towards their area. Panicking the lupine leapt upwards and bolted in the opposite direction of the bears, briefly looking back to ensure he was following and not being attacked. Eventually she would slow herself down as they reached the banks of the lake. Seeing that they weren’t being followed she noticed how very dirty his fur was, and if he was that dirty, then she must be too. Looking at the blue water and looking back at him she wagged her tail, as she swung her front paw into the water towards him, attempting to engage in play with him again. Her voice gently poking into his mind as she suggested something he might be agreeable too.

”I didn’t mean to get close to the bear....I didn’t know...and...I don’t know what came over me back there. Why don’t we wash ourselves up and then we can maybe walk around, and try not see another bear.”

She did mention earlier that she was a jinx, and if the family of bears wouldn’t prove it...surely something else would here in the park.

Raven Clocksworth.
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