—  ELEXIR APOTHECARY / OPEN

As soon as she knew, well, as soon as she processed it, she had told Kayden and her siblings. The whole pack, really, in order. This wasn't the kind of thing to found out from the news, not for them. She hadn't ask if it was of them, she knew it wasn't. But the ranks needed to be solid, all of them needing to be closer than ever. Charlotte knew what those who knew would think, whisper. Already, she felt some had came by only to have a look. Still, when Kayden asked, she couldn't say it hadn't crosser her mind, at least for a second. "Not from the pack," she said confidently. "But can't know for a lone wolf. Or anyone just passing through." Keeping their eyes open, that was for certain. Charlotte couldn't help but feel guilty, like this was her fault. This would not have happened if her father was still here. Maybe it wouldn't have happened if her brother was in charge. "I went this morning, before the news really got it. It wasn't pretty Kayden." She had seen death before, but that was especially gruesome. "It was deliberate, I'm sure of it." Maybe this was only her way of putting the blame on someone other than her. "Gonna need one of these board, 2 days without an incident. It's been years since we saw that. Have you been there?" @kaydenbedard

Gossip is poisonous, malicious, and destructive. But to the ones who knew the reality of the situation, that this animal attack was far more malicious then what false narrative the news was setting forth. This was no accident. It was deliberate, but Kayden was aware that Crescent had more structure then this. So, he found himself navigating to Brennan's like it was second nature. "You can say that again." Clearly, he wasn't the only one who had worries about this incident. Something wasn't right. "Do you think it was a straggler?" His tone barely above a whisper, not wanting to gain any unwanted attention considering the subject matter. Perhaps it was a lone wolf who wasn't a native. "We should keep our eyes open." Or better yet, determine who did this so they could be dealt with.

[ MELISA ASLI PAMUK, 34, CIS WOMAN, SHE/HER ] AMARA AYDIN just walked down main street. They are a MANAGER who have been in Silverkeep for 3 YEARS. They are part of the DAWN coven and act as MEMBER. People know them as EMPATHIC & FRIENDLY but also as DISOBEDIENT & SECRETIVE. They are described as BARE FEET IN THE MORNING, THE SMELL OF RAIN IN THE AIR & ORNATE OLD FASHIONED RINGS.

There was a time when Amara had it all; family, friends, love. But it all went away slowly. First, her parents died in an accident, then friends were lost as she grieved the dual deaths, and then, tragedy struck again as her fiancé was killed during war.

Grief was too much for her and she left behind whatever left she had, her sisters and the only life she ever knew, and moved to the United States.

First, she moved around a lot, unable to find a place that felt like home. What she needed was a coven, a place to ground herself and start over. New Orleans called to her and she decided to move there.

She hadn't been in the city for more than a month when she sought out the Dawn Coven and they welcomed her with open arms. She started to work at the Apothecary, finding her place among the other witches of the city.

Still, there are moments when Amara lets the darkness of her past swallow her and becomes sharper around the edges.

Apparently it does. The words sank deep in Charlotte and she couldn't deny them. It had happened here, the other was right. Still, it angered her, somehow. Charlotte couldn't say if it was because of what happened or because it was being put in her face. She had to turn around not to try and stare him down, a second to control herself. She had been a brawler once, not thinking before rush head first, but she couldn't do that anymore, hadn't been that version of herself in a while. "Wonder if they'll arrest the animal who did that," she said with a tired smile. That was the official cover up, one they hadn't use in a long time. "Guess it happens more often in zip codes near a forest or something." Downplaying it was what she had to do, what was expected of her. "Can I get you anything?" / @tcurniquets

Those that were in the know knew. Now, this level of brutality was something that Cord didn't need — he wasn't really into the whole human aspect of things. They tended to just get in the way, if he was honest. Thought they were powerful. Then, you had people like the Crescent pack who patronized them by pretending to work with them. Most might've called it a noble cause, but Cord saw it for what it was. Fear, in both directions. He needed something to eat, he'd been awake since well before dawn. Unsure that he liked it here, he preferred places he could roam. But he was here, and that was that. "Apparently, it does," Cord drawled. "What's the old saying..." Cord tried to think of the leasing agent that showed him his property and her nervous chuckle of, "Crime doesn't have a zip code, or so I was told."

"Your guess is at good as mine," she said quietly. There was no guesses, really, and Charlotte was certain Lis would understand what she meant, that it was the kind they knew too well. "It didn't happen here or last night." It happened during a full moon, which was about a week ago. To everyone else, it was fresh, happened last night, but they knew better. And whoever had done it did too, which had her on edge. "There's no details yet, but it looks like something from out of town." Charlotte hadn't asked Lis if she had done anything because she knew she wouldn't. Maybe it would be easier if it was someone from her pack, that way it could be handled quickly. "I hope Samuel has been able to avoid getting near." Not that he wouldn't know, or at least hear a little about it. Or maybe Lis was better at keeping the bad things at bay than her family always had been. / @ofmoonliights

Elisabeth had been on edge since the news broke, sending Samuel to stay with her parents for a few days so that she could help the pack with whatever was needed. They were retired, somewhat, living their lives a couple of towns over and there was no one she trusted more than her father to keep her son safe. That was what mattered. She'd been on edge all day, working from her office in the studio with the door firmly shut, not welcoming lingering conversations but at the same time, not doing anything productive beyond thinking who could've been behind this. Not the Crescent wolves, the Lunara? A lone wolf? Once the studio was quiet enough for her to bail, she was gone, to Brennans and sat at the bar talking to Charlotte. Needing some reassurance. "Any ideas on the kind of animal?" she asked quietly, fingers gripping the beer she had been nursing for a minute now, and knowing that Charlotte would understand her true meaning. Not a what...a who.

*remembers im attracted to men* unfortunate 

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