South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

Ascension Center of Equitation

The Ascension Center of Equitation is the epicenter of the Dark Hunter Cavalry Unit. Originally a high-class facility for show-jumping, Ascension now caters entirely to the Cavalry Unit. Here the Dark Hunters learn how to ride and fight upon the backs of horses - many of which are Were's themselves.
Home of: The Cavalry

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.

Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium

The Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium (PDZA) is an award-winning combined zoo and aquarium located within the Southern Part of Sacrosanct. Situated on 92 acres in Sacrosanct's Hyde Park, the zoo and aquarium are home to over 9,000 specimens representing 367 animal species. Point Defiance is also widely known for its conversation efforts regarding the breed and release program of Red Wolves.

The Outskirts

Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often seen as a way to guard this magical city against 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.

The University of Sacrosanct

The University of Sacrosanct offers some of the top programs in the nation with its outstanding campus and specialized faculty. The University places a high focus both upon educating future generations but also on research to help revolutionize the world. The University welcomes the talent of students across the world to enroll and unlock their unlimited potential. With applications from across the nation, classes fill up quickly.

PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

virtue has a veil, vice a mask


Posted on April 27, 2014 by RAVEN CLOCKSWORTH
South



Running. It was something that allowed her to cope and give herself that chance to feel as if she is at liberty to do what she liked. It was a wonderful feeling when the endorphins kicked in giving her that chance to embrace the inner strength and the flight of freedom she desperately craved. Being locked away into her human only brought misery and pain. The constant reminder of the traces of her past surfacing, causing those painful memories to only flare up the scars and by doing so making the girl go into a despairingly frenzy state. The only way to soothe the pain was to go outside and be active. It always started as a calm walk, but with the feel of bone and sinew snapping, the increase speed in her heart, the need to crouch down on all fours came naturally and with a few snapping bones and a tinge of pain, the two-legged girl was replaced with a rather large ebony wolf dressed with unique grey markings. It was only a matter of time before those painful memories were replaced with little snippets, each time it showed it would fray and dissolve. She couldn't remember, in fact, at this point she couldn't remember anything that she was supposed to be doing. All she could focus on was the need to pick up and speed and run faster. Long limbs carried her far, allowing her to leap over fallen trees, blue-grey eyes widen as she entered deeper within the dark thick woodlands.





It would only be a matter of time before she finally felt the need to rest after her long fun-filled run through the dark outskirts. Raising her ebony head, cold nose tasted the gentle touch of the cold winds. Grey trimmed ears pricked forward in interest when she followed the scent of water, silent paws leaving barely a mark on the ground, allowing the fog to cover her in the darkness. Slipping through the trees, her head swayed side to side picking up a variety of scents tasting of various creatures of male or female, ignoring them entirely. The desire to be around others to look for a place to belong was not what she was wanting at this moment. If anything, she wanted to accomplish the basic need of survival, before she tried to tackle a complicated task. Her ears were filled to the brim of the different vocals of her species as they wandered through the dark woodlands, ignoring their calls entirely. Some spoke about the thrill of the hunt, others demanded the closeness of another, and some carried a haunting tune that spoke of equal loneliness or the painful cries of a victim suffering a brutal death. All calls were received and yet she refused to answer every single one. Approaching the sound of the babbling brook, the need for water only increased as she began to walk towards it. Yet it would seem she would be unable to taste the cold water.





As she walked she did not notice how the patterns of leaves on the ground conveniently covered the trap that she was heading for. It would seem that as she walked along the patch of soft dirt, a yelp instantly came out as her front paw stepped into a silver laced trap. Growling she would jump to the side tugging her paw, but the pain only increased as the teeth of the trap cut deeper into her leg. Drool dripped from her muzzle, as black lips were pulled back, grey trimmed ears were laced back against her skull as dark eyes glared at the trap. Her feral mind incapable of getting herself out. An angered snarl rumbled in her throat as her brought her teeth on the metal gnashing away, assuming she could break it but to no avail. A soft cry, a whimper came from the beast, but the sound of a twig breaking caused the creature to turn around in the direction the sound came from. Ebony fur bristled as she lowered her head, the pain she felt only increasing as her jaws opened bearing her teeth in a threatening manner. It was a dangerous thing to come across a Were in such a feral state, but it was even more so, when one was trapped and in pain.



I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven

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