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

Curious to See (Raven)


Posted on July 18, 2016 by Malia Tate
South


Why the pack pushed to leave the sanctuary of this place, I'll never know. It's not like they could get bored of raiding trash cans and being more akin to dogs than coyotes. I myself was tired of hunting by myself and running into strange beings who could shift into another state. What madness was this? I haven't seen the wolf who was a human since that night but I'll never erase those memories from my mind. Who is she and why did she do that? How could she? How is it possible? A part of me doesn't want to understand. I've always hated things I can't explain and a wolf should never under any circumstances change into a human. It's just...wrong.

But change, she did. It creeped me out and I ran and didn't stop until I ran into the pack. I told them of these things, how a wolf changed to human right before my eyes and they all laughed at me, all but Cesear. I could sense him trying to understand, wanting to for the sake of my wounded pride. In the end, he motioned for us to leave this place and I went along with it, if only to get away from the weirdness this place has to offer. But it didn't take me long to regret my decisions. The further we got from Sacrosanct as humans call it, the more I thought of the wolf and the panther. The panther was the first to speak in my mind and he was almost friendly. Panthers are not friendly to coyotes. It just doesn't happen. And then the wolf who spoke to me and then changed right before my eyes. She called herself a Were and said I was one too. What does that mean? And what do I have to do with it?

I managed to convince Cesear to return with the pack when the hunting got scarce and I was too distracted to hunt at my full potential. I couldn't stop thinking about the things I saw here and so he told me we could return. I could see the sadness in his eyes, almost as if returning here might mean me saying good bye. But I would never leave the pack. Why would I? I am a coyote, nothing more. I have no reason to leave. But I feel eagerness in my muscles as we trot into the familiar forests of the city and something feels more alive in me than ever. We're back. And I know just who I want to find.

It doesn't take me long to pick up her trail so I make up an excuse to the others, tell them I'm going to do some territory scouting which brings up a general groan from the rest of the pack. When it comes to this place, they go lax in security since nothing more than a strange bear in the middle of the houses one night has ever threatened the safety of the pack. They don't feel it necessary to scout the territory here but instinct is strong in me and plus I need a reason to be alone.

I follow her trail toward the Ark and my fur bristles along my spine the closer I get. I won't go back into that boat. It's filled with nasty humans. So instead I cut south and try to run perpendicular to her trail. When I feel like I'm close, I let out a soft yip, knowing she'll hear me but hopefully deterring anyone else.




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