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

Whatever that means....


Posted on March 09, 2022 by Malia
West


He looked pretty open to talk as Malia finally turned to see the attractive Were she couldn't get out of her head. Even though they were such opposites, with Ashton being shy and modest while the WereCoyote was anything but, she couldn't seem to stop wanting to be around him and get to know him better. He was so damn cute, for one. And he seemed so lonely at times, like he needed a friend. Who better than her, right? She hated that they hadn't spent too much time together since their trip to the beach but Malia wanted to remedy that ASAP. She had figured on spending the night alone running in the woods, but hanging out with her crush couldn't be a bad alternative. She didn't think so, anyway. She smirked almost sheepishly at his comment, her gaze drifting toward the woods as she spoke. "Needed to clear my head. Running does it better for me than walking." Her eyes lit up teasingly on the last part.

God, she had missed that country accent of his. It made her skin tingle in ways she'd never felt before, almost as if fingers were touching her instead. She smiled more genuinely to reply to his question. "Good, I guess. Busy with the pack. What about you? Giving out anymore surf lessons?" Her brows quirked a little.


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