anarchist_queen | Roof of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker Cabin, Wednesday Afternoon

"What a dump." Wiseguy's expression was an inscrutable mask that any trueblood would be proud of.

"You're not seeing the big picture here." Leda said enthusiastically. "You see a run down, abandoned office building. But you know what I see?"

"The future!" Mooner exclaimed dramatically. He grinned at Leda. God how she loved that grin.

"I see a home. I see a place where we can be an example to the Bloods, and the Pack. That Elves, humans, and halfies can get along just fine."

"What, we're not example enough?" Wiseguy asked. Her black eye would seem to answer her question.

"We're too small." Mooner said, seeing what Leda was getting at. "We three Musketeers are an oddity at best. An embarrassment or an abomination at worst."

"But if we fix this place up, and recruit others, we can show Bordertown what could be. I know there's more people who think we don't have to be enemies. We just need to find them. And this could be..."

"Home?" Wiseguy finished. She sighed. But even she, in the face of the enthusiasm of her brother and her best friend could not hold out. "Alright let's see the inside."

Mooner slung his arm around Leda's shoulders as they headed up the steps. "I do have to ask though. Why this place?"

Something tickled at the back of Leda's brain, but she ignored it. "I dunno Moe."

There were many reasons why Leda drank Peca. Addiction was only one of them. Right now though, she was only drinking fruit juice. These blends they sold out in the world were great. This memory wasn't one that made her want to drown it. But in case it led to others that did, she had a bottle in the pocket of her jacket.

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"Why on Earth would anyone want to steal anyone else's undergarments?" She'd heard of stealing food or even clothing for those that were truly desperate, but underwear? Not even the poorest of the poor would steal that.

Would they?

"Hence the perv part. I hear that some guys think they're like, trophies or something."

"Boys are strange," she chuckled. She studied the roof for a moment, glancing around to see if she could spot a way up. "How did you get up there?"

"I climbed, see?" She showed her the easiest route up. "Want to join me?"

"I suppose I could," she started the climb up. "Seems Professor Atredies class has a use after all," she smirked.

"You mean besides teaching how to ride giant invertebrates?"

"Yes, exactly," she grinned, making it to the roof and sitting crossed-legged. "So why exactly are you up here?"

"Would you believe, it seemed like a good idea at the time?" Actually she'd wanted a good place to brood, and roofs were often a good place for that.

"Since it's you, I might believe that," she smirked a little.

"Then that's why. And once I was up here, I was scared to climb down." she whispered, grinning. "That's what happens with cats right?"

"You scared?" she rolled her eyes, jokingly. "And I wouldn't know a thing about what cats do or not," she teased hautily, lifting her chin and all.

Not that she'd ever been a kitten, you know.

"Well really I just kinda liked it up here. It's peaceful you know?"

Eleanor glanced around. "I suppose so." She looked back at Leda. "You just needed some quiet then?"

"Uh huh. Sounds kinda funny from a city girl doesn't it. Out here in the woods and I need to get away from the hustle."

"It doesen't seem so strange. There isn't exactly a lot of privacy in these cabins."

"That's true. But that doesn't bother me so much. When I lived in Castle Pup there wasn't always a lot of privacy. Honestly, the woods itself kind of creep my out."

Eleanor cocked her head a little. "Why? I mean, what's so strange about the woods?"

The concept of woods creeping anyone out was unusual for Eleanor.

"I'm a city girl. And the woods near Bordertown have kinda a spooky reputation."

"Spooky? How do you mean?"

"Well for one thing, it's impossible to map. Cause it's always changing. And they say that like, everything ever talked about in myth lives there."

"Interesting. But I doubt the woods here are like that. I'm sure it's perfectly safe."

"Maybe. But the noises at night?" She shivered. "Hard to ignore."

"Which noises?" Eleanor had not heard anything strange coming from the woods at night.

"Oh there's all kinds of noises coming from the woods at night."

"Only things I've heard are insects and animals. Nothing odd about that. Perhaps we should take a walk through there some night, so you can see for yourself that nothing weird is in there."