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
Ascension Center of Equitation
The Ascension Center of Equitation is the epicenter of the Dark Hunter Cavalry Unit. Originally a high-class facility for show-jumping, Ascension now caters entirely to the Cavalry Unit. Here the Dark Hunters learn how to ride and fight upon the backs of horses - many of which are Were's themselves.
Home of: The Cavalry
Hyde Park
Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday-related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium (PDZA) is an award-winning combined zoo and aquarium located within the Southern Part of Sacrosanct. Situated on 92 acres in Sacrosanct's Hyde Park, the zoo and aquarium are home to over 9,000 specimens representing 367 animal species. Point Defiance is also widely known for its conversation efforts regarding the breed and release program of Red Wolves.
The Outskirts
Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often seen as a way to guard this magical city against the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.
The University of Sacrosanct
The University of Sacrosanct offers some of the top programs in the nation with its outstanding campus and specialized faculty. The University places a high focus both upon educating future generations but also on research to help revolutionize the world. The University welcomes the talent of students across the world to enroll and unlock their unlimited potential. With applications from across the nation, classes fill up quickly.
PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes
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Posted on November 09, 2014 by Rixon Leifsson
 The wolf-girls easy drawl earns her little more than the shrug of his shoulders, an easy, rolling gesture that seems to dismiss her curiosity entirely upon the topic of his past. If she was unwilling to share then perhaps, so was he, or more so, perhaps he simply did not care either way how she had come to exist nor felt it was her concern to hear his own more decorative past. For now she was merely a creature whom had expressed a similar interest, a flavour of dissatisfaction and sarcasm that seems to appeal to the morally skewed and frosted equine whom has found himself within her presence and permitted it's tolerance. Her determination to rise above her own weakened state, striding out in his wake is at least a pleasing fraction of her personality, a strength to which some value can surely be gleaned that allows his willingness to allow her presence all the more enforced. He has no time for the off-cuts of society, nor those who seek to hinder or challenge his efforts and as such her compliance to his desires are a soothing gesture upon his often volatile nature. She places herself as she should, beside him and yet ever so slightly back from his own significantly more healthy frame and yet her discord in such a thing is hardly missed- a simper of sorts curving upward upon his lip in a momentary quirk of satisfaction. Submission, it would seem, is not her forte and yet she is intelligent enough to understand when it is demanded- when it is expected and when her own form holds no hope of a victory to argue the delicacy of the point. It is a refreshing thing to find a canine with such an understanding. For now at least- her place is beside and yet beneath him. A position he is half inclined to allow her to maintain and yet one he holds no belief she will not question in days to come should he continue to entertain her presence and allow her strength to return. If he should be forced to beat her into it, in time, then so be it. She will learn as all before her have. For now however, her positioning earns little more than a grunt of approval. Her willingness to admit her lack of knowledge in regards to the area, sees his own features incline to her once more, the women continually seeking to straighten beneath the weight of his gaze, as if determined to make every inch of her smaller stature count in a manner he does not find wholly disapproving. For now however, it is her words rather than her shaken, weakened frame that alludes his attention- along with the smirk his momentary innuendo seems to impress upon her. A women was a women after all, her condition, to some extent- mattered little, though for now his thoughts drift elsewhere. "This area in particular is not claimed, but other areas of the city are and yes- I have moved in more recently myself for reasons not dissimilar to your own. I can sense the others here." Predators- all of them. Sickening creatures that so many of them were and yet they held their uses all the same. For a city so large only one pack seemed to have formed within it and really, what pack should remain forever unchallenged? There was much to be claimed her and just as much power to be had, to be so easily exploited and indeed such a thing is near delectable to the young man- perhaps even to his new found and temporary Second. The feral growl within her stomach hardly goes unnoticed and yet the snowy-haired man offers it little attention for now, her hunger was a trivial matter he hardly chooses to engage at this moment as easy strides bring him closer and closer to the city still, the sound of cars now given to permeate the air and poison the tranquillity with the engine roar and reeking scent of smog and smoke. Her final questions see those violet eyes shift once more to linger upon her, the wolf enquiring upon his knowledge of others, her words laced with a caution of sorts- earning a snort in response. "Yes." He answers simply enough in those every cool lyrics, laced with that baritone of masculinity before seemingly having decided to ignore the rest of her question, feet paused now upon the edge of the tree-line where nature gave way to concrete. It is a different jungle, far removed from even his own homeland and yet it is merely another world to be conquered, to see how long it takes him to break and shatter it like the lands he has ravaged before. His response sudden now, eyes remaining upon the city, peering beneath lashings of tousled hair though his words remain directed upon her. "Some are stronger than others, some are weaker- as is nature. All are predators like yourself within this city though from what I have come to understand few are canine. There is a large pack here, one I had the...privilege to meet briefly some nights ago although the numbers and hierarchy of which remain elusive. The west side is their claimed territory- the Ark their base from what I have learned, it is a...bar of sorts. It reeks of fucking cat." His distaste for such felines is surely entirely clear with the venom that seems to lace the potency of his words before his lips seem to find a rather sudden...smile of sorts. "We seem to share a similar curiosity of others within this city. Perhaps you might be willing to do a little....task for me, hmm?" One I merely lifts somewhere beneath that forelock of platinum blonde, handsome features offering that crooked smile all the same. "The West is a territory owned by predators- like yourself, a place I hold little desire to go without the appropriate information. If you would be willing to find out about this other pack, their leaders, numbers, territories, anything else of the sort then I would be willing to make sure you get fed, perhaps even a bed if it is you remember what one feels like and a place to sleep appeals to you. Consider it a partnership of...convenience- for now. In the meantime I plan to find others like us whom might also stand outside this west-side pack. How does that sound, Crow?" Knowledge, after all, is it's own form of power and for now it will have to be enough. |
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- I'm rusted from the rain - By Felicity Crow on November 09, 2014 at 5:20 PM