North

Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allows them the luxuries that the North provides.

What You'll Find Here

Eternity
The VooDoo Room
The Witchery

Forget Your High Society


Posted on August 30, 2015 by Brooklyn Grey
North




She is delightfully chaotic...

Brooklyn watched the stallion approach her her brow creased in confusion. Why would a loose horse approach her when he had all the land to run but she did not trust him for the fact he was a stallion. Yes she had worked with many horses in her fine but that also meant she had dealt with a lot of aggressive horses too. When the stallion began to nudge her pockets she knew wat he wanted, a treat. She checked her phone again then threw it onto the ground when it wouldn't work. When he nudged her a second time she reached to her back pocket and pulled out a crop, it wasn't much but it was better than using her hands. She raised the crop as high as she could and attempted to bring it down on the stallions neck.



The crop defiantly wouldn't kill him or hurt him enough to leave a permenate mark but she didn't like him in her personal space. Being that Brooklyn had worked with many horses over her lifespan she knew stallions were unpredictable and often aggressive, putting her on the defensive side when she meets a new stallion. She had a scar on her collar bone from where she had been kicked by a stallion and never healed, that didn't help her hostility towards stallions. She stared at him wide wide brown eyes, partially full of fear but also curiosity.

...a beautiful mess.
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