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
virtue has a veil, vice a mask
Posted on August 18, 2018 by Raven Clocksworth
One would think she would be jealous that her mate decided that he would spend these later hours playing a mindless video game with his best friend. Some would think that now he was a fiancé his time should be spent more with her than anyone else. Raven wasn't bothered at all that her spotted companion wanted to spend time with their Alpha rather than with her tonight. The one thing she never wanted to do was be in the way between her mate and Alpha. Their friendship with one another was important and the lupine had no desire to ruin it. If they wanted to play video games through the night until the early hours of dawn she would let them. At this time she was enjoying the solitude. It had been quite a while since she was able to have a night to herself. Usually she was busy working downstairs near the fighting arena, dealing with money transactions, and ensuring everything was running smoothly. Other times she would go on patrol by herself or with a pack member, running about within their territory. There was the wedding to plan of course! She would go off with Serafina working on the next item on their list to cross off. Who knew planning a wedding could be so stressful and took so much work! There were times when she and her witch wouldn't work on wedding things rather they did whatever it was that the raven-haired woman wanted to do. And who would prepare and cook the food for the pack? The chefs could and yet she wanted to prepare them a good cooked meal, it was the least she could do for them!
While the boys were having fun playing their video game and Alexis was out taking her turn for patrol, the young woman was happily curled up within the hammock she and her mate shared. Underneath the cover and surrounded by pillows the curly-haired woman was quite engrossed reading from a rather old large book. In the dim light she read each Norse mythology story as quickly as she could. Raven found it all extremely fascinating. These particular tales had a more darker and twisted turn. She appreciated how honest these stories were. Sometimes the hero didn't win. Sometimes they suffered greatly. It all seemed realistic...to a point...because there were Frost giants, gigantic God animals, and well magic. Once she was finished reading all the stories she would give the book back to Frost. The quicker she returned the book the better condition the book would be in. Raven had no intention of the book being ruined by her hand or others. She was afraid of what sort of retaliation he would bring upon her. His wrath terrified her. As she flipped the page over, finishing up a chapter, she heard her Alpha holler to her. Blue-grey eyes widened as she listened to what he had to say. Placing her bookmark through the page she moved the book over to her bookshelf, where it would be safe, and tousled out of bed. As soon as her feet landed on the floorboard she shifted into her lupine form. A high pitched whine left her as she scrambled out of her room, down the hallway, her paws slamming down hard on the stairs.
Heading outside the Ark she could feel that vacant faint tug start to pull at her knowing that thread belonged to Regan. It had been such a long time since they last saw each other. Why the ebony tiger kept coming and going, she didn't know, but she was excited to see her again even if it might be for a little while. That was the thing about family. Those ties remained, but for how long? Reaching the gangplank she stopped to look around widely for that familiar darker figure of her friend. Her fluffy grey and black tail wagged side to side in a frantic manner. Blue-grey eyes narrowed on the ebony tiger, spotting her, she propelled herself eagerly forward. Reaching Regan she slammed her smaller frame into her, leaning her head against her shoulder. Inhaling her scent Raven buried her muzzle into Regan's side quite content to stand there for a moment. Easily she slid her frame against her wanting to fix Regan's scent and get her back to smelling like them. Moving away from Regan, if only for a moment, she looked at her friend nipping the side of her face gently, in a playful scolding manner, her way of explaining she wasn't happy she had been gone. Gently her voice would press into the tiger's skull.
Sadden blue-grey eyes would look at the tiger for a moment, there was more she wished to say, but she was disrupted by the sound of her mate. Turning her head over she saw that they had an audience. Waving her tail she got up and pressed her head into the tiger's shoulder wanting her to come up. Walking up the gangplank she looked over at Regan a low whine building in her throat, asking for her to come up. Coming up beside Alexis she nuzzled the vixen gently, and moved on to her mate and Alpha, doing the same thing. She was trying to spread Regan's scent to each pack member, a subtle way to ensure that they were at least familiar before Regan came up. Settling herself next to Tobias and Alexis she waited quite eagerly for Regan to join their little family again.