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.
Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct
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 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.
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.
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 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
The audible snort from her companion would have been enough to prompt her brows to raise, if her facial features were capable of displaying such an emotion. Rather, Aislinn merely stared at her companion in a distinctly unimpressed manner as she watched him shift from foot to foot - that rope holding him in place decidedly taunt as he continued to subtly test it's limitations. Her stallion was quick to insist he had little desire to see that tent opened, particularly since his rider had only just managed to fall asleep. This, Aislinn was sure, was exactly why she hardly desired to become domesticated. The near deadpan tone of her companion's baritone voice as it pressed into her thoughts hardly perturbed the ethereal unicorn. Quite on the contrary, she held little timidness as she faced the larger mud-caked stallion head on.
She was aware, vaguely, of the flick of his tail, his physique seemed to give away far more than his thoughts or words, though she suspected her stallion was hardly aware of this fact. What she did not appreciate, however, was his decision to point out her actions as if they were failures of some kind. Her ears laced back upon her head, those glacier hued irises stared at him with a hint of irritation within their depths.
The mare was, admittedly, ignorant of how peculiar her disinterest within the man was. After all, she truthfully hadn't the slightest notion of who he was, not that it would have made too much of a difference either which way. Her interest within the affairs of mortals was decidedly limited - so many were drenched within their own sins and corruption to even be worthy of the mere presence of the embodiment of purity. At least, not these days. Once upon a time, she had relished in the goodness of humanity but now...such immaculateness was harder and harder to find. Such thoughts had perhaps spurred the rash retribution that so hastily took the woman at the sheer idea that a mere human might deem it within his rights to take the wings of a creature as rare and intemerate as a pegasus. How righteous her fury could be! The aged Celtic Queen certainly capable of seeing such vengeance carried through with the same swiftness that she had once displayed upon those haughty Romans that had thought they could take her land. The sheer intensity of her requital had taken her stallion off guard, though this too was something she was decidedly used to.
Those she had associated with over her infinitely long life had misconstrued the unicorn. Society seemed to hold some ridiculous belief that her kind was somehow soft and gentle and incapable of stomaching even an ounce of violence. How utterly preposterous. A soft snort left her nose at his response, though Aislinn remained silent in a way of response, the mare still inclined to...pout. It was his promise that his rider had not stolen his wings that caused her gaze to turn from the tent - it no longer interesting the mare as she inquired demandingly,
A soft breath left his nose as he admitted that he understood her all too well, even without the presence of wings. The statement was enough to prompt her head to tilt to the side as she eyed him briefly. Here, admittedly, he did rather stick out amongst the sea of short stocky horses that called the Mongolian plains home. Elsewhere, however, she was certain that there were a plethora of stallions as tall and uniquely colored as he.
Her gaze followed his towards the tent and the rider that he insisted was different than all the others. His rider, she was quite certain, was still not adequate enough to be allowed on her back, though Aislinn hardly saw a need to dash his beliefs. Rather, it was his query of her...pack (?) that garnered her attention.
His invitation hardly went unheard, even if she failed to immediately answer him. Rather, the mare stepped closer and closer towards him, her head tilted curiously to the side as she eyed his shoulders. She was almost...tentative to step within his reach, Aislinn still undecided if she had decided to accept his touch and yet, her own queries demanded to be answered as her muzzle reached forward - ignoring his entirely if only to gingerly bump into his shoulder upon his left side. There was, she was certain, no wing there - at least, not presently. She withdrew quickly, though still within the stallion's reach as she answered his query with a statement of her own.