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

Feral by Nature


Posted on August 25, 2016 by Malia Tate
North


I don't usually hang around a lot of felines so it's should be easy to see how cleaning yourself just gets under my skin. I get it that it must be a natural habit for his species or whatever but I don't make cats a part of my routine so their habits are pretty much unknown to me. I didn't know anything before my pack, only the nightmares I have in dreams. My relations with other animals has always been about prey and predator, nothing more. After I met the wolf and the panther, I started branching out a little. I tried talking to other animals. My pack would laugh if they knew I once chased a rabbit down a hole just to try to dig in closer so I could throw thoughts at it and see if it would respond. I think all I did was give the poor thing a heart attack.

His talk of human trinkets gets my hair ruffled if only because I don't understand his use for them. I don't get that my words might offend him. I've never had to worry about another's feelings before. That's such a human thing, not a coyote thing. In the pack, if someone doesn't like what I say, they can challenge me over it or stand down. My ears flick back when he says that he doesn't sleep in a den or with a pack. He takes advantage of the Were in him. I can only guess that means that he sleeps as a human. My nose wrinkles at the thought. "Don't you...get cold?" It seems odd to me, not having fur to cover your body. How do they do it? I get that they have the weird clothing thing but the fabric just seems so brittle and thin. Surely it can't do much for insulation.

He seems almost snobby about it and my eyes narrow some. What, does he think he's better than me or something because he can change at will like the wolf? I have yet to see what's so special about it. I tilt my head as he starts listing things that you can't see every day. I scowl and shrug. "Who cares about a stupid flower? That's such a human thought. It doesn't feed me so what good is it?" It's easy to see my growing frustration with this whole thing. My hair ruffles in irritation, not at him but at the whole situation. At his question, I breathe out a long breath, trying to put my thoughts in order. What do I want to know? So many questions but I guess the most important..."How do I do it? How do I change?" My voice shakes a little more than I wanted it too and I growl at myself, ashamed of the fear I feel at such a change.



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