South
The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.
What You'll Find Here
Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct
Shadows will scream that i'm alone (Tetty, Tobi, and Nadya)
Posted on September 02, 2016 by Camellia Nikolaev
Deep in the forests on the outskirts of the city, where few dared to venture and with good reason, a large tiger stalked through the trees. It was the one place in Sacrosanct that Camellia felt comfortable, and the only place she could shift outside of her own home without causing a scene. The trees kept her hidden, and she was certain there was so many secrets they had seen and would see, and that they would keep and not judge her for her own secrets. The outskirts were Terra nullius, a place where all Were were free to hunt or simply run free, a place where no pack claimed as their own. She still never let her guard down on her outings, but the forest allowed her peace of mind, a form of tranquility from worrying about what others might think of her and to just be herself, flaws and all. It wasn't Russia, and it never would be, but it was the best she had available to her.
The large cat walked through the trees, ears and other senses on high alert and attuned to her surroundings. If she hadn't been moving, it would take well trained eyes to spot her, her natural coat color camouflaging with the colors of fall that painted the forest. Despite her massive size, her footfalls were so light and well placed, a natural adaptation of a feline that made her a silent killer; she was like a phantom, gliding over the land unnoticed by even the native wildlife. The foliage overhead helped to keep most of the sun off of her, but Siberian tigers were built for colder climates, their fur much thicker than their counter parts, so she had to keep herself cool by lowering the temperature of the air around her to something she was comfortable with. Her main focus was hunting, but she was also trying to focus on keeping the hallucinations from her mind.
The voices in her head were nagging her on this day. The common misconception were that they were like her conscious, but in truth, from her point of view, they sounded like someone around her was speaking; her golden eyes couldn't help but scan to just make sure there was actually nobody there. Every once in a while she would see something that wasn't there, but she was having a good day of being bale to shake them from her mind or atleast register that they weren't real. It made hunting extraordinarily harder, coupled with her constant wariness of her surroundings for danger. The sound of movement from behind her had spinning around, body tense and ready to defend herself. A low growl rumbled in her chest as her lips twitched to reveal large, ivory fangs. Camellia's golden eyes scanned her surroundings, looking for what would either be reality or a trick played by her mind; She knew she couldn't afford to ignore it, to take her chances on the chance her mind had created that sound and not another being. The air in the surrounding area grew colder and colder, her power reaching out until her breath clouded in front of her, ready to strike and defend herself.