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
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Posted on February 24, 2018 by Raven Clocksworth
Usually the lupine enjoyed running. Running was always a chance for her to feel everything and nothing at all. The way the wind brushed through her thick fur was a sensational feeling. She liked how her heart beat and the pounding of her paws seemed to align themselves in a harmonizing manner. It was a favorite thing for her to do. Whenever she had the chance to run freely, she took advantage of it, preferring to run than walk to her destination. After years of being locked up or trapped within a cage it was no surprise that the she-wolf would enjoy sprinting to and fro. Though she wasn't pleased to run right now. As a predator she was used to running, chasing something, and achieving whatever she wanted. As of right now she was in the role of the prey, running from those that wished to do...whatever it was they wanted to do. It made zero sense that the Hunters had chained her up and not kill her off right there. As far as she knew she didn't have a price on her head. If she did then Azrael would have at least told her. They were not friends. They weren't necessary enemies either. However, due to the bond she had with Serafina, there was a mutual understanding between herself and that blond Dark Hunter. They would help one another if needed. It wasn't something they agreed to or spoke about. It was just a silent understanding between the two. It simply didn't matter. Raven knew she had to get away from them.
Still groggy from waking up she attempted to reach out to her pack, trying to mentally link with one of them. It was early in the morning. Neither of them would be awake at this time. One might think her pack should be concerned about her whereabouts, especially if she didn't come home. However, they were all grown adults. They did things without including or even telling the others. Most likely the night before she was doing something either by herself or with another. Always she told her pack where she was or what she would be doing. Maybe it was the female side of her that felt it was her responsibility to at least tell them what she was doing, and so, that might be why she wasn't feeling any sense of concern or worry through the mental link. She wasn't upset with her pack for not answering back. If she told them she was doing something then clearly they had no reason to worry. Sprinting through the woods and towards the clearing, the lupine could actually feel the Hunters coming onto her pretty quickly. Zig-zagging through the clearing Raven tried to get them off her tail. The sounds of their shouting only caused her to run faster doing her best to get away. When she felt one getting to close to her she snarled a warning, as she pivoted her body in the opposite direction, to try to keep them far.
As the bolas made contact with her front forelegs, she felt the sling tie around, causing the lupine to fall to the ground. With that yelp in shock her body slammed into the ground. Unable to get herself up she remained lying there, bearing her teeth as she snarled. Blue-grey eyes narrowed as she watched their approach ready to use her telekinesis to take hold of their weapons. Feeling something static around her a soft whimper could be heard, as she felt a sharp twinge of pain, the electricity shooting through her entire frame. One of them was using their power to hold her down in that area and inflict pain to get her focus off. It confused her when she began to see those Dark Hunters fumble about, screaming and hollering. Their words were hardly distinguishable. It was the shadow of something larger flying above her. Blue-grey eyes widened as she watched the lion leap and attack at her assailants. Moving her body back and forth she attempted to roll herself away from lion and the two hunters, giving the other Were more room. Hearing the screams as the lion continued his assault upon the hunters she went still, waiting quietly, unsure how she was going to get out of this mess. It was when she stopped hearing their whimpers and screams did she know it was all over. Craning her head upwards she looked to see the golden-furred lion making his approach. Keeping still she watched quietly as he hooked his teeth, and chewed them off. Once she was freed she got up and began to shake off the dirt, the dust, and the leftover shock from it all. Gently her soft voice would press into his mind as she replied, allowing herself to sit in front of him.