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located in Lost Haven, a part of Swan Song, one of the many universes on RPG.

Lost Haven

Main City. Will make Genesis once we get to that point.

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She passed under another bridge. The shadows on the road she walked were like stripes, thanks to those twisting bridges. They go everywhich way and yet only so many of those ugly cars take them. She ket walking, her hands in her pockets. Her boots clunked on the hard pavement of the street. She turned into an alley, where the darkness hid anything to be seen, which there wasn't, except for a small bag and a box.

Her eyes slightly adjusted to the dull night black; not even the ridiculous lights of the towering skyscapers could block out the darkest of corners. The girl knelt by the two items. She unzipped the bag and dug around in it until her hand grasped a box. She pulled it out a quickly pulled a black bandage patch out. She took the white paper off and held the hair on her neck up. She placed the specially made patch on the back of her neck, over the burned-in Swan mark.

She was lucky no one in that book store notice when the old one fell off, her grabbing it and racing out of the store & onto the streets, until she was a safe distance away to walk. She was one of the more blessed Swans (as she called her kind) to get her mark on the back of her neck, carefully hidden.

After her patch was in place, she put the box back in the bag & switched it out for a lighter. Placing the old patch on the alley-way concrete, she lit it & waited until the ashes were barely there. She scattered the remains.

* * *

After a quick snack to hold her off on hunger, and a few sips of water, the girl slung her bag over her shoulder & bent down to the box still against the brick alley wall. Carefully, she pulled back the cardboard flaps. A purr and high-pitched mews responded. She smiled at her friend and petted her head. Hopefully the Alley cat & her two kits would be safe in this box until they'd be ready to walk freely.

She doubts it.

* * *

Leaving, the girl walked between buildings & across streets until she found a safe little corner next to a road that wasn't very busy. From the view of a car you probably wouldn't even see it. She closed her eyes for a moment and saw a flash of the future. Nothing dangerous would happen at this location for the two days she saw. Setting her bag down, she looked at her watch. 3:47am. It wasn't very late, but she pulled out a tattered blanket & curled up under it anyway. Closing her eyes, WolfsBane Shepard wondered where she'd go next.