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

.:Not All Who Wander Are Lost:.


Posted on May 09, 2014 by Ezra
South

They were...playing?

Feline spheres sparked with confusion and interest... and other more complex emotions I dare not name. Cats by nature were solitary creatures, aside from those select few subspecies such as Lions or Cheetahs. Weres were a different story if only because the need for social interaction was so deeply ingrained in the human mentality. It was two drastically different instincts warring with one another.



But even as a human, I'd been deprived of such simple, trivial luxuries. Forced to grow up too soon, being the sole offspring of two Weres that had come together in passing, and had just as quickly moved on with their lives. They had not been mates, my mother and father. Just a casual fling that had resulted in a Love Child, which my father has never met and for whom I'm not even certain if he is aware of my existence. Mother was an opportunist, always looking for someone or something to dominate her, something to keep her in her place. Too bad most of them were deadbeat drunks and wife-beaters... sleezeballs not even worthy of the dirt between my padded toes. I never understood her compulsion to submit to human men...filthy creatures far less superior to something of such untameable power. And yet she allowed them to leash her, to collar her and treat her with less respect then they would a house cat. Of course, none of them knew what she really was. Not that any of that matters now.



The only thing that mattered was how deeply her actions had effected me during my upbringing. I was not afforded the priveledge of having friends. I did not trust people, especially humans. Human children were cruel, quick to point out the state of my tattered, unwashed clothes, the wild hair my mother never bothered to brush, the scrapes and cuts that marred my body from days running wild through the alleys, happier to sleep curled beneath a dumpster or in the woods outside of town than to be subject to more abuse from my mother's boyfriends. At least most of the bruises left from their calloused hands were in places left unseen by public eyes.


I was deemed socially unacceptable by my peers from a very young age, and as they turned their backs on me, I in turn, shut out the world. For me, it had been like watching life through a window or cinema screen. Always present but not really there. Not really Apart. I was never asked to join in recess games. Never invited to a birthday party or asked on a date or prom. Now as an adult, I suffered high anxiety anytime I was forced into a large crowd. I became agitated, quick to anger and lash out, and frankly did whatever I could to avoid contact with others.


The very notion of play was nearly as alien to me as the darkside of the moon. But watching the trio, I felt some inner part of me stir. Some part of me, that had it known what I'd been missing, might have felt longing. A yearning for something so far out of my reach, it was inconcieveable. As it was, this feeling that tingles in my gut is more akin to quizzical curiosity. A desire to understand something I did not. The concept of 'Family' or 'Pride' had been one I was never introduced to. To see it play out before me now was.... strange.



In my contemplative thoughts, I'd zoned out and neglected to notice the raise of alarm in the posture of the three big cats. Now as my attention refocuses upon them, it is to find two standing side by side, eyes piercing the dark studiously.



Shit. I'd lost sight of the third. I glanced around, but there was no sign of the brute... I should retreat to the safety of my cabin before I'm discovered. I am edging backwards, turning to go, just as a voice slithers through my mind.



Kitty Kitty. I found you.

A growl rumbles from the darkness and suddenly the golden speckled male is upon me. We match in height but he easily outweighs me. I spin over onto my back as he lunges, ears flattening against my skulls as I spat and snarled at him, my muzzle crinkling into a vicious sneer of fangs and bared teeth. Forepaws rise to rake at his face, hinds bunching over my stomach to protect it from enemy talons to beat wildly against his stomach as he collides with me.



We grappled for several seconds with the fur flying everywhere, and somehow the male still managed to get a grip on my scruff. I am dragged unceremoniously, hissing and writhing and lashing out at anything of the male I could reach, from my hiding place.



Exposed to these unknown interlopers, every hair along my back stood on end as I braced myself for the worst. Tail fluffed out like a pissed off house cat, my sterling blue eyes bore into them daringly, I knew it would be a futile fight, that I'd probably lose my life for it... but I'd give them Hell first!



Stop! Stop!



Much to my surprise, and I think even of my captor, The youngest of the trio came to my defense, shoving the leopard aside roughly, forcing him to disengage.



As soon as I felt freedom, the pressure at the back of my neck released, I leaped in one fluid motion, placing a good 15 feet between myself and the leopard. I flattened myself across the ground, facing the three of them as my tail whipped from side to side.



"No Trouble... I seek no Trouble..."

I decreed immediately, eyes wide and wary as I stared at them, entire body coiled and ready in case another assault was made.



~Of The Feline Persuasion ~ Runs with No Pride ~ My King Cat Daddy~ 30 Lives Lived~ My 6th Sense is Biographic Aptitude ~ "Speaks Like This"


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