Setting

The stench of booze, tobacco, and cigarette smoke are thick in the air, and the place has a rugged, and weathered feel to it.
Like most of the urban packs, Baron's wolves have staked out a decent sized territory within Vargeras, and though The Den doesn't maintain a strict guest list at the door, members of other packs are liable to be met with hostility.
The den house also doubles as a bar; however, humans though allowed, might find service difficult if they aren't good at blending into the rugged atmosphere that is The Den.
Minor brawls and pack spats are relatively common place here, though mind the furniture lest Baron get involved. One should also note that pack law bars the use of weapons with settling internal spats between pack members.
Hugo moves to the end of the table and lines up the first shot before breaking. Good for a first attempt as he manages to pocket a couple in the shot. He decides to go for stripes and takes his next shot, though fails to pocket any. "Your turn. This place is certainly lively...though I can't say I care for the smell...though that's probably because I've never been in a bar like this before." he says, keeping a slight smile on his face.
“You’re doing fine, Hugo. It’s expected that you don’t know all the ins and outs since you’re newly turned.” Aimee grinned and finished her beer, too lazy to walk back over to get another one. Instead, she focused in on the game, taking note that she was solids. Walking over to where the white ball was, she chalked up her stick and got into position, saying a silent chant that she could do this before nailing the white ball with a great deal of intensity. It appeared luck was on her side as she managed to pocket three of the solid balls. Grinning even wider, she walked over to where cue ball stopped.
“It is quite lively, yeah. You’ll get used to the smell pretty quickly. If you’re wanting to head outside for a while or go for a walk, I’d gladly go with you.” Aimee smiled and nailed the ball, frowning when she whacked it right into one of the holes.
“Oops, your turn.” She fake pouted before moving out of the way.
When Aimee pocketed the cue ball, he picks it up and sets it on the table, aiming his shot. He managed to get two, but on the second he accidentally got one of the solids in. He shakes his head, laughing "Whoops." he seemed to be a rather good sport. He was mostly happy to speaking to another person like him. It was the first step in learning to accept his new life, but the fact that he was considering accepting this life started to worry him. For a while he was desperate to research and find a cure but now here he was, communicating with others like him.
“Well, I’m glad you decided to finally come here. I’m not sure about a place to stay, but if you’re not able to find one, I can ask my roommate to see if he minds if I bring you to our place. He probably won’t, but I better make sure before I just bring you there. He’s a human, but he doesn’t judge or anything.” Aimee paused a moment, moving over to the cue ball and taking aim at one of the solids. Knocking two of the solids into one of the pockets, she grinned before scratching again.
“Damn it!” She stomped her foot before grumbling a little. Glancing at the pool table, she sighed and poked at the fabric a little.
“Are you sure you don’t want to go for a walk? It doesn’t seem stuffy in here to you? I guess what I’m trying to get at is… I really want to get fresh air, but we’ve been told not to go out alone…” She sighed and glanced towards the door before looking back at Hugo again.
After taking a moment to relax, he asks "So what's it like living with the pack? I haven't gotten the chance to speak with many of the others." he said, curious about the way packs behave and interact with one another "All I know is that Baron is the one you never question if you value your well-being." he chuckles nervously at that.
“It really wouldn’t be imposing. We’ve got the room and I know a few weeks back he mentioned something about possibly getting someone else to live with us, so it’s not a huge deal. However, I won’t force you into it, but at least until you get a job and your own place, it might be helpful? It’s not safe out right now, so staying with someone you know, might be wise.” Aimee nodded before scanning the area, heading down the sidewalk away from the bar.
When he asked about life with the pack, she smiled at all of the fond memories she had before frowning at the not-so-fond memories. Sliding her fingers through her dark hair, she pondered on what all to tell him, not wanting to overwhelm him since he was just slowly getting into the life. However, his comment about Baron made her snicker and she just shook her head.
“Yeah, Baron doesn’t like to be questioned, that’s for sure. However, I don’t believe he’d ever kill one of his packmates, but there have been a lot of scuffles. Honestly, we have more issues to deal with to fight amongst ourselves, though it still happens. Things are especially tense right now with our missing packmate and with other issues that have popped up. That’s why I stress that you need to live with someone from the pack. It’s for security and it’s for the getting to know factor.” Aimee kept her gaze constantly shifting to ensure for their safety as they walked down the street.