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

Sorcha Northwoods

why do we always gotta run away?


Posted on April 25, 2020 by Carolina Grace Bedford
South

lost souls and reverie

The sun was setting as she strolled down the quiet streets. Sometimes they were teeming with people, families, especially on weekends when the hosted music festivals or the like, but on a weekday such as this it was nearly abandoned. A school night of course, but that left the cat to play. Life had been quiet recently, in the proverbial wake of the Ark sinking she did not have work to fill her nights, though Tetradore was ensuring she still got paid her average wages. She appreciated his help, his acceptance into the pack he considered family, but it didn't stop her feeling a bit like she was taking advantage. The leopard had always worked her way through life since she abandoned the future her family had planned out for her. From the moment she was old enough to understand that her life was already written in their history books she had railed against it until she had finally ran. Perhaps that was the source of her trepidation regarding what seemed a hand out, where she was from something was never given for nothing in return. She knew Tetra did not view it as such but the fact remained.

All this free time did, however, give her ample time to enjoy hobbies that she previously did not have time for. One of which was rummaging through some local thrift and antique stores for inexpensive treasures that someone else no longer valued. One person's trash and all that jazz. Her typical work hours had her sleeping during the times most places were open for business, the price of being a bartender, and so she could take advantage of this at least. She was on her way to a new shop she had heard of and had invited her temporary roommate Alexis, but it seemed she had other plans. What Carolina did not expect however was to catch the trace of a familiar scent, one she had not come across in quite some time.

Curiosity grabbed at her, some adages were founded in truth you see, and she found herself changing course. She headed down a side road off main street, the scent beginning to layer thickly telling her she was on the right track and that her target travelled this path rather often. So interesting, she mused as she finally came to a halt in front of an eclectic shop that could only be the heart of the trail she followed. She opened the door, stepping into the dimly lit store teeming in shelves and heady scents all of which carried the undertone of the one she had originally recognized. "Sorcha?" Her voice echoing gently in the quiet interior, though she did not doubt the shop owner would have been alerted to a new patrons entrance into her store. While her nose had never led her wrong before, she was excited at hopefully reconnecting with an old friend.

Carolina Grace Bedford.

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