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    The West

    The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a certain grunge that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, instead letting the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

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    Noah's Ark

    owned by Aiden Tetradore
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    Noah's Ark

    Resting upon the harbor, Noah's Ark appears to be little more than an abandoned cargo ship. Accessible from an entrance hidden in the shadows, The Ark is a veritable Were-playground that specializes in fighting tournaments for all creatures great and small. With both singles and doubles tournaments to compete in, the title of Ark Champion is hotly contested amongst the Were population. If anything illegal is going on in the city it's sure to be happening within the back rooms or behind the ring-side bar.

    Owner Aiden Tetradore

    Co-owner Tobias Cain

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    Warehouse District

    Warehouse District

    The warehouse district rests just upon the harbor within the city. Many of the warehouses belong to corporate companies although some are used for less the legal means. Be careful when wandering this district at night for many groups meet within those dark, dilapidated buildings. There are also whispers of hard to obtain goods being sold behind those closed doors but you have to know who's who to get an in!

virtue has a veil, vice a mask47.186.158.204Posted On November 12, 2017 at 1:05 PM by Raven Clocksworth

i'm not ashamed of my scars, i'm ashamed of the world for not understanding.

It never occurred to her that one day she would be meeting another that was similar to her, well sort of. She and Henry had a similar condition, but there was a chance that overtime he would no longer be sabotaged by his primal half. He was just an adult with an uncontrollable cat that felt the need to be in control. It was confused and scared. Anyone that understood animals would know this. Even though there were probably more reasons why his cat was taking the lead on everything at least he was getting the help he needed. Eventually he would get the hang of it and be in full control of himself. It was a good thing, really it was. But Raven would be lying if she didn’t admit that she was a tiny bit selfish that his problem would go away. Then once again she would be alone without anyone that had a mere inkling of what it was she would go through or how difficult it was to keep that other half under lock and key. Although maybe it was for the best, for everyone. He would probably be much happier and then her pack would have to keep an eye on two feral creatures. Raven wasn’t a complete idiot. She knew very well that when her other half made its presence that the two of them took the initiative to ensure her well-being and theirs. It would be better off that Henry get better and fast. The last thing she wanted to happen again was the pack incapable of hanging out with each other under a full moon. It wasn’t her fault that her other side didn’t like how things were, it wasn’t her fault that there were others in the pack that never took the time or consideration to think what it was like for her when that feral side decided to rear its ugly head.


Henry was going to become a trigger. That other half of him was feeding off the other side of her. It wasn’t his fault and it wasn’t her fault either. It was just how nature worked. The last thing they all needed was for her to attack Henry and anyone else that came in her way. She didn’t want to be the cause of the pack being broken again with her condition. Although in hindsight she wasn’t the reason why it was torn in the first place. Getting closer to her Alpha as soon as she felt the buzzing in the back of her head gave her a small bit of comfort. As soon as his eyes focused on her she gave him a silent pleading look. It didn’t take long for the lupine to feel his presence consume her, which seemed to do the trick to keep that other side from gaining any traction. She felt far better now than she did before, that buzzing in the back of her skull simply fading away. With a slight wag of her tail to show that everything was okay she headed towards Henry and her mate. It didn’t take long for Tetradore to come up and push Henry into the ground. Chuckling she took a few steps back giving him enough room to get himself up. While Henry made his lunge at Tobias she quickly got out of the way finding it amusing that her spotted companion was the one Henry chose to pounce back at.


As Tobias attempted to get Henry to stand on his back legs she circled around the duo heading towards Tetradore. She wasn’t stalking him. There was no need to waste her time doing that. Instead she bumped her head against his own. She would tilt her dial towards the two as Tobias remained focused on Henry getting him to stand on his paws, the two boys hobbling around in the sand. Her head would tilt slightly towards the wet shore that seemed absent of water. Further out it was noticeable that there was a rather large wave heading towards the two cats. Now as a good and responsible mate she would have issued Tobias a warning about the oncoming wave. However, this was supposed to be ‘play’ time. Her tail would sway back and forth giving her Alpha a silent, questioning look. Would Tetradore be a good friend and warn his best friend that there was a small wave about to hit the two of them, or would he join her at the possibility of charging at the two and pouncing on them, as soon as the wave hit them? Being ambushed by their pack mates was one thing, but being pummeled by Mother Nature herself, well, it was kinda funny?


Raven Clocksworth.
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