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 April 02, 2018 by abigail hughes
South

Abigail Hughes


The welcoming embrace of that crowded timberland had become a sort of sanctuary for the young woman. It was that place alone that she found herself capable of giving into that animal side uninhibited. Here, there were no people to pick her up or mistake her for some sort of domesticated cat or bizarrely colored raccoon. Here there was no one to steal her apples from her or kick them down the street. Here she was simply able to be, even if that tended to consist of running aimlessly through the forest chasing winged insects with the mock idea of a game. Today, however, Abigail's interest were far more singular minded. With spring on the rise, those fresh and wild fruits were beginning to bud, the flowers were starting to blossom and those smaller creatures were sneaking out of the depths of their boroughs and into the warmth of the sunshine above. Abigail had found a small group of foxes she'd taken to following throughout the woods, even if they hardly seemed as pleased to have the eccentric young panda running in their wake. They were attempting, presently, to chase mice from hole to hole, the younger ones dashing about with giddy flee in which even Abigail was ecstatic to mimic.

Her attention deviated as the mama fox suddenly rose, her ears erect upon her head. That warning sound that left her lips drew her children's attention and likewise, Abigail too turned towards that meadow in an expectant fashion. Her eyes widened at the sight of that large wolf directly across that path from them, that rabbit in it's mouth only further set the girl on edge. She had certainly met her fair share of predators before but never had they been hunting. It was more like lounging lackadaisical in the sun on walking grumpily down some snow laden path. That had been easy to meet, this was a whole different ball game. It was only natural that Abigail should attempt to gain that height on the wolf, after all, her species was made for the trees. While her wolf friends scampered off, she dashed towards the closest trunk, those claws bit into the bark with a scraping sound as she climbed upwards and into the protectiveness of those branches and leaves. Her hazel eyes tentatively looked down at the creature as the wolf tilted her head in a puzzled fashion and yet, Abigail still held some measure of uncertainty. Should she say hi?

Thankfully, the she-wolf....thing (she looked pretty thin for a wolf...) called out to her in a muffled fashion but moments later. Looks like that question was answered. For a moment, Abigail paused, shifting from paw to paw before her own voice echoed with crystal clarity across that meadow. "Um...hi!" She called out, entirely happy to remain where she was. After all, she didn't want to be misplaced for a rabbit and end up in the woman's mouth either! That would definitely NOT be good and frankly, Arlo would never forgive her.

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