West

The western part of the city is often home to the poorer residents. Here there is a grunginess that permeates the town from the graffiti on the once cleaned brick buildings to the broken and unmaintained architecture. Crime runs high within the western half of town, making it the home of supernatural gangs of illicit activities. Such activities are rarely reported, however, and most residents are distrustful of individual's of authorities, and often let the powerful supernatural beings sort things out amongst themselves. Be careful wandering the Western streets after the sun falls.

What You'll Find Here

Black Market
Cull & Pistol
Noah's Ark
Syn

i can't escape this hell [RAVEN]


Posted on April 08, 2018 by henry tudor
West



The Ark was finally closed down for the evening. The patrons had left and the place was relatively picked up. Henry had been thinking a lot about the conversation he had with Tetradore and he knew it was the right thing to do...despite how uncomfortable it made him feel. He didn't want to think about what might happen when he shifted in front of his lover. He didn't want to think about the pain he might inflict on the man he loved more than anything. But just because he didn't want to think about it didn't mean it wasn't something that needed to happen.

Raven was the only person who understood what it meant to go feral. She was the only person who could explain the animal vs. the human to Sterling when he could not speak for himself. He wanted someone to be there with Sterling when he shifted and he knew that Raven needed to be that person. Whether or not he could convince her to go along with it was another thing entirely.

Before the hour got too late, Henry had himself a final shot of whiskey to try and build up some sort of courage. It took him a long time to walk down the hall and stand in front of the room Raven shared with Tobias. He sighed as he raised his fist to the door and began to knock. "Raven...it's Henry, I need to talk to you." There. He had at least started the process by asking for an audience.

Henry had always been the newcomer here, never really felt like one of the pack. Maybe it was because the others had history, maybe it was because he was new, or maybe it was because he hadn't made an effort to be a part of the group. But now, more than ever, he needed the support of his pack for something that would no doubt be the hardest thing the were had ever done.




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