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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.

Are the birds of a feather that clever?;184.148.44.3Posted On July 13, 2017 at 11:19 AM by Iliana Amaranth

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As curious as she was about the suddenly twitching shrub, shivering with life as though it were trying to garner her attention. She had heard of stranger things after all trees could speak in their own way. They weren’t exactly the life of the party, but maybe that was why there were many of them, so they could keep themselves entertained. Have you ever just seen a lone tree all by itself? Wasn’t it mostly accompanied by shrubs or flowers or whatever nature could possibly throw at it? Yet this was the first time a shrub all but waved at her, it didn’t occur to her that it was something within the shrub that caused the branches to stir in an erratic way. Perhaps this was the first time one was trying to speak with her? She could have in-depth conversations with even the smallest of creatures, was it that unlikely to be able to converse with a bush? To be honest she never got a response back.

The fairy was quite content to abandon her lonely little picnic to investigate. After calling out to the bushes, drawing closer so she could peer inside of it, it seemed to twitch even more violently. Her heart skipped a beat or two, her silvery eyes widened in surprise. Bushes were normally not so lively. Drawing even close, her dainty face became almost too close. Close enough to where a branch nearly whipped her in the face! She squeaked as she retreated her face from the onslaught of the mean cankerous bush so it wouldn’t get slapped. Well that wasn’t very kind at all!

Yet, curiously she peeled some of the leaves so very gently in an effort to not hurt the plant but to look inside. Of course, it was caused by the sounded of something within. She certainly hadn’t expected that flash of rusty red fur or the ringed patterned tail. She spotted it well after she had observed her through the dense leaves and tangling branches. She most certainly didn’t expect the chirp that accompanied it in which she understood. The creature was by no means a mean little creature but seemingly friendly. The fluffy little creature startled her all the same, not that it took much to make her heart beat to bounce around at an erratic pace. Yet still, she cannot help the smile that curls upon the corners of her lips. “Hello!” She uttered her tone friendly and yet curious before the little fluff ball seemed to squirm once more. What was she doing in a bush? What kind of creature was she? Was she a racoon? Was she bear? Was she a racoon bear? It was so difficult to tell.

It would appear the adorable little creature was stuck as she hollered! NO! Mr. Bush. She scrambled and squirmed in attempts to free herself. “Mr. Bush is rude and has no manners, he almost hit me in the face. That is simply no way to act if you want to make friends” She began to ramble and huffed out loud in a disgruntled fashion toward the creature and to the bush as well. “Here let me help.” She very carefully bent the branches to hopefully allow the trapped animal to wiggle free, she might still have trouble considering just how small her arms and legs were. But she was awfully cute. Regardless how tempting it would simply pick her up and cuddle her she knew better. After all those interactions with her furry friends, she knew there is nothing more they despised. Human’s had it all wrong. The poor pups she had seen being practically strangled with hugs were a testament to that! “Are you okay? I have some extra food if you can wiggle free.” Her pale almost silvery hair fell forward, a clump of hair getting caught in the prickly and seemingly dangerous branches exposing the fairy’s elongated pointy ears in which she normally left concealed. As she pulled her head away it stole some of her hair for its own. No this wasn’t a friendly bush at all but at the very least she could get back at it. Get back at it by freeing its poor innocent prisoner.

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