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    The South

    Although the southern parts of the city might not have the luxuries of the north or the down town vibe of the east, but these suburbs still have their own sort of charm. Here small neighborhood owned shops often run rampant, individuals often know each other by first name. The west is a quaint, quiet part of town. It's the sort of place where children can be seen playing safely on the sidewalks and clamoring in the park. On the weekends in the families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters that surround the city.

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    Hyde Park

    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.

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    The Outskirts

    The Outskirts

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

all smiles, i know what it takes to fool this town73.32.203.196Posted On August 05, 2017 at 4:29 PM by henry tudor



Henry was getting irritated with himself. Even as he stood trying to balance himself on the limb of the tree, he couldn’t help but still fill as though this body was so foreign to him. He had spent the good part of the evening trying to coax his consciousness out of the haze of the animal. It was still very hard for him to live at one with his animal half. He was still denying it’s existence and he was still fighting to take hold of his consciousness. The struggle was exhausting at best and it quickly tired Henry out. But he pressed onward. He told himself he had to try…it was for the benefit of the pact. He still needed Tetradore’s help to get his own consciousness to the forefront of the animal’s thoughts…but each time it took less and less effort to draw Henry out and keep him out.

Hesitantly, he stepped forward on the limb, feeling it wobble beneath his weight. His movements were still awkward and jagged, but he was slowly getting better. He refused to give up. After being told that the strength of their pack was only as good as the weakest link…Henry had decided to really try. After all, he was already responsible for what had happened to Sterling. He didn’t want to be responsible for anything that happened to the pack as well.

He caught the scent of the coyotes and heard their howl. Like Tet, his ears rose to peak at the top his head as he listened quietly for them to come into view. Already he was fighting the animal back who wanted nothing more than to protect this tree that he had claimed as his own. But it was Tetdradore’s words that caused a low growl to emit from his throat. But he unwillingly complied, his body awkwardly lowering to the tree branch as he waited.

And then she came into view. While he had never seen Malia in her coyote form, he did recognize her smell…and that of Tet’s sister. He had met her in a bar not too long ago. He had gathered enough info to know that the relationship was a hair touchy. So curiously, his eyes watched Tet wondering what he was going to do with Malia. She was his friend and he wanted to continue their friendly relationship. This would be test enough to know if he could continue.

He heard the roar of warning but he did not do the same. He was quiet, obeying his alpha. Only when he rose to his feet did Henry do the same. He offered a silent nod when he was told to stay close. He watched how Tet climbed down from the tree with fluidity and grace. Henry tried to replicate the movement, but his descent was far more awkward and ended with a tumble. Instead of just his feet drenched in mud, Henry found that it was other places along his body from his less than graceful landing. He growled softly under his breath.

Slowly, the feline stepped closer to Malia. He came up to her and sniffed her lightly as his paw reached out to poke her gently. Was she alive? She looked like she was breathing. As the sound of the coyotes began to get louder, he pawed at her form once more to try and get her to rouse from her slumber. It didn’t take a genius to know that they needed to get the fuck out of here and quickly.






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