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

Too wild for you


Posted on May 25, 2018 by Malia Tate
West
She could only snort and roll her eyes when he said that she wasn't as headstrong as she used to be. "You obviously dont hang out with me enough." Who knows? Maybe she was different than she used to be, more open minded to possibilities now that she knew what she was. Now she questioned everything. But she knew she didn't lose her stubborn streak. Frost talked about as much. Meanwhile he had loosened up some. He was a little on the uptight side when she first met him, so serious all the time. She figured it was just part of his dark brooding nature. Surely something happened to make him that way, but she wasnt about to ask.

Instead she turned her attention on the arena he spoke of, excited instantly to get some good fighting in. Her only disadvantage that she could see was that the boat rocked all the time. What if she fell off balance during a fight? Guess she'd have to learn to adapt. She wasnt about to turn down a good fight just because of a little rocking. She teased him about winning a challenge against him but he had to ruin it by saying she would have to be alpha. She could see that he had kept order on the Ark by staying undefeated and that was a good plan in her opinion. That's how it was in the wild. The strongest was the leader and if you thought you should lead, you had to prove you were stronger. It was the natural order of things. But she didn't want to lead a pack. She just liked to fight and more than that, she liked to win. She was very competitive. He explained that the other Weres would be the ones to make her alpha over him and she snorted again. "Then i guess we'll just have to have a private fight, our eyes only. No audience, no witnesses." She smirked, leaning toward him, her voice lowering teasingly. "Unless you're scared." Her eyes glittered.

He went over the rules of the arena and she shrugged it off. He seemed amused at her nonchalance, telling her she could choose between a lion, a bison, or a mountain goat. She thought it over for a minute, weighing her options. A lion would be just as agile as her but would have more brute strength behind his hits. A bison would be slower and a mountain goat would be more arrogant. At least that was her experience. She finally smirked at him. "Let's go big or go home. Give me a lion."

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