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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 October 08, 2017 at 5:13 PM by Raven Clocksworth

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

She didn’t understand why felines were so particular about their fur. Yes, they were slathered with mud, but it would eventually fall off. Instead of having to suffer and see that familiar dark scowl on his face, her attention focused more on the massive grizzly bear that appeared to be looking for something. It was quite fascinating in a way to watch a real animal doing real...animal things. Even though they were capable of shifting into their own animal skins, it was nice to simply observe how a real animal would react to things. For starters if that bear had a human mind they would have grabbed and lifted the other side of the log, using the rock as a fulcrum, so that it could lift both ends upwards to find whatever it was looking for, without having to walk around on side to lift it up and then the other. Though what it was searching for, she had no idea. It was the feeling of her tail be held that distracted her from the grizzly for a moment. Finding the young bear cub at the other end of her brought forth a stir of different emotions. The first thing, and it was small, was the fear of being so close to a bear’s cub. There is a reason why some mothers use the term ‘mother bear’ when speaking about how far they’ll go to protect their own. The feeling of fear was overpowered by the strong feeling of concern and affection for the small cub. It was an innocent creature that hardly meant any harm. Her whimper was soft, a mixture of concern and uneasiness.

Gently she would tug her tail wanting the cub to let it go. Her cold black nose would gently poke to cub encouraging It to let go. Blue-grey eyes shifted to see her Alpha bear his own fangs in warning. He wasn’t going to come and attack the innocent creature, was he? Perhaps he was only trying to scare the cub, which really, shouldn’t be hard to do. The moment her tail was free she took a step back, away from the creature, even though internally she wanted to go towards it. Hearing him urgently speak she nodded her head, understanding the necessity to leave. Even though its Mother was nearby she still didn’t want to leave him all alone. Unable to disobey Tetradore’s demand that they leave she walked towards him, only to see him staring face to face with another bear cub. Raven couldn’t help, but mentally giggle at such a comedic encounter. They were surrounded by bear cubs with a Mother bear near of them. This wasn’t a laughing manner and yet it was still a bit funny. Though such hilarity was snuffed out the moment a long dark shadow appeared on the ground. Slowly she turned her head around to see the Mother towering before them, and immediately bolted out of there without another thought. Dashing through the tall grasses she didn’t care how her paws slammed into the soggy ground, causing a ruckus. The need to be silent was unnecessary. All that really mattered was that they were far away from the bear family.

Ending up on the other side of the lake without the mother bear behind them the lupine assumed that they were safe in this area. Walking towards the water she smacked it towards her Alpha in a teasing and playful gesture. The point of the trip was to have a bit of fun not necessarily put their lives in danger. The sun did them a disservice by helping the mud grow dry and cling firmly to their fur. Perhaps her Alpha wouldn’t mind to use the water to wash himself off. If she had smacked water at her mate and his best friend, they would have had to deal with his disgust and sour mood. With a wag of her tail, she crouched down a bit in play, hoping that he would indulge her on this escapade of fun. That shake of his head was enough for her to know her apology was accepted. It was only when he threw her a mischievous look that made her a bit hesitant. She wasn’t afraid, but she was curious about what he was thinking. Tilting her dial to the side at his inquiry she couldn’t help, but chase after him as he leapt into the water. Her tail swished side to side as she rushed after him, making a measly leap into the water.

Happily she kicked her legs forward attempting to keep her head up over the water. It was a whole lot more effort to keep herself afloat than she was used to doing. Swimming was not an activity she was accustomed to doing. Though she could prove the cat wrong and ‘doggy paddle,’ eagerly going in circles for a moment to get that familiar rhythm going. Once she felt a bit more confident in herself she eagerly followed after him. Catching up to him she playfully snapped at his tail, purposefully not catching it.

“Why do they call it doggy paddle...when that’s the same movement you, a cat are doing too?”

She was much smaller compared to the ebony panther. She wasn’t that powerful of a swimmer like him, but she was still capable of keeping herself above the water. Her attention would shift from the large cat towards the feeling of something swimming between her legs. Startled she looked around noticing they were surrounded by muddy colored fish coming to the surface, their many fins and strong tails smacking into them. Apparently they were swimming in their feeding grounds. Her eyes would shift over towards him as she proposed an idea.

“Should we catch some of them?”

Raven Clocksworth.
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