[/html]Please note; Thornbury would be run by Cercatori D'Arte, but the packs would be a lot more like... business companies and the like. A ruling group, mainly a high-class family. If Shaw wants to post to this, like she said she might, then it's up to her if Shawchert is the Alpha, basically Mayor, of the town. Think of it as Current Time, but with higher tech and a lot less polution.
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ILU!How amazingly quickly had they advanced, in such a short timeframe. The Luperci race had by far outdone their human ancestors, creating technology that by far surpassed that of anything the furless bipeds had come up with. They never bothered with fossil fuels and the like, heading straight on to the hybrid technologies already thought of. It quickly progressed to solar and wind powered turbines, which opened up hundreds of windows for amazing possibilities.
Surprisingly, the American countries took the evolutionary advancements by storm, quickly outdoing their European sisters to the East. Too soon did they become the world's finest cultures in high-tech gadgets and advancements were still being made every day. No one went anywhere without their communicators, or their hand-held tablets, now perfectly portable and holographic, and completely enviromentally safe.
Farming took off like a shot, even with the new-age technology. The good treatment to the animals housed and raised in farms made for an excellent source of income, far better than the simple livestock the humans had previously forced into breeding. Humans had horse whisperers; Luperci had low-speakers, able to communicate perfectly with their beastial kin.
And now that we've come to terms with this futuristic setting, why don't we narrow it down to just one little soul. A miss Sky Katruk, at the age of two. Living just outside of Halifax, in a surprisingly high-class town called Thornbury, young miss Sky was doing well for herself. Her job? A doctor, spending her free time away in clubs, singing and preforming for a little extra cash on the side. Her home? A nice sized duplex apartment on the edge of town.
Sky was feeling good these days. Though the young wolfdog often kept to herself, preferring the sweet silence of her e-books over the bustle of downtown affairs, she'd come to accept the fact that her nightlife was one best spent in the company of many others. The more of a crowd she drew in, the better the pay, the better she ate, and the less she had to worry about paying rent. Money didn't come for free, afterall, and doctors were getting shit pay with the current economy rates.
Tonight was the opening night of a new hot club downtown. The name of the place was Black Light, and as the name would suggest, it was a lively, fun place to be, with booming music and exotic drinks served at a retro-fitted bar off to the side. She'd been asked formally to attend the opening night as a singer, and she'd happily agreed, what with the owner being a close friend.
Dressed in a tight black lady's tee, with rainbow stripes down each side, and a pair of tight dark-wash jeans, it was hard to say that she could ever pass as the exotic entertainer of the place. Such as it was, though, she was somewhat famous downtown, for her beautiful voice and her adorable curves and motions. A recent new haircut, short and sweeped to one side neatly, added to this daring look, amongst black studded leather belts and elbow-high gloves of the same liking.
Tonight she had decided to wear her sleek, black boots. The ones that came up to her knees, over top of her jeans, and buckled together many times down the backs with thick leather straps. To finish the look, she quickly slipped on a black suade jacket, though she doubted she'd keep it on very long. The club got hot, and fast.
Now she stood back-stage, and sure enough, her jacket had been shedded to the closet. Taking a swing from a bottle of water, she waited a bit impatiently as the first-time customers filed into the sleek and retro joint, ready for a night of fun and for some, danger. It was always the same, but for some reason, Sky had taken a liking to this specific layout. It was new, refreshing, and somehow, welcoming, despite the neon and blood feel to it.
A voice sounded over from the DJ's booth, off to the left of the stage, announcing Sky's preformance. So the gang was all here. Time to rock the house. Setting her bottle down on the backstage table, girl brushed herself down, took a few breaths, flashed a grin towards Donny, the owner, and headed out to the stage. As soon as she made her first few steps in sight of the crowd, there was roaring approval. Yes, she was indeed well liked and well known here in Thornbury.
The music started, and so did she. Bringing a hand up to her headset right quick, just to test the quality of the sound, her voice suddenly carried out over the speakers in an upbeat live preformance. She swung, rocked, twirled, jerked and slid with the music, never missing a single beat as her voice carried flawlessly over the crowded black and neon dancefloor.
Opening night of Black Light had begun. She didn't have to work all weekend, thanks to a co-worker taking her shifts, which meant the young and local star was ready and willing to preform all night if the crowd demanded so. As she sang out to a rocking beat, listening and watching as the crowd went wild, dancing along with her below the stage, she knew damn well they'd never let her leave.
This was just one of the many reasons Sky adored her double life in Thornbury, the town famous for its wicked taste in entertainment.
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