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

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Posted on May 15, 2014 by Alexis Wilde
West

Since coming to this town, I've seen a lot of new things. Fear seems to constantly be a part of my anatomy while I try to figure everything out. The jaguar seems only curious of me so I'm pretty sure by this point that she won't harm me, at least not without reason, but I find it hard to trust anyone. She tilts her head at my answer as if it only left more questions, her golden eyes glowing with intrigue. Does she wish to know more about me? Why ever would she? There's nothing interesting at all about me.

When the cat suddenly reaches out with her paw, I stiffen automatically, not used to touch that doesn't involve injury. When her paw softly touches my leg, I grit my teeth, fighting the urge to jump. Suddenly she turns away though and starts heading down the alley. I hesitate, somehow getting that she was trying to get me to follow but what if it's a trap? I take a step then pause, letting the jaguar get well ahead of me before I finally pick up the pace a little and start walking after her.

As we walk, I look around, wondering where we're going. Are we going to meet other Weres that she lives with? She has a strong odor of others upon her coat. Is she part of a pack? Will she take me to them? I scowl, hoping not. I didn't run away from one pack just to find myself thrown into another one. What if they're no better than my father? What if they only want to use me?

We round a corner in the warehouses and suddenly the cat disappears into some darkness in the alley. I pause, my hand going to my chest as I try to figure out where to go from here. Should I wait for her or take my chance now and run? The Were reappears a few moments later, no longer a cat but a pretty brunette girl. She must have had clothes stashed here. She smiles when she sees me, almost as if she is truly glad that I followed. My hand lowers but my eyes are still wary as I take a few more steps toward her.

I tilt my head, listening to her reply as she asks why I didn't shift. I scowl, ducking my head some.

"I don't know. I guess I just froze. I normally would have been halfway out of town by now. There's no way I could do what you did."

I look at her with a mixture of caution and awe. She's a big strong cat. She could probably do whatever she wants.





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