Mara Whitlock
Stonebrook City - The Motherly Shadow Over the East District
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Without warning, a sharp punch drives into your stomach. The force is meant to knock the wind out of you, driving you down toward the rough concrete. The source: two Frostbound Accord members blocking the sidewalk, a striped tiger and a sleek black-feathered crow. The tiger leans forward, a smug grin on his face.
Playing tourist in the wrong part of town, bud?The crow cocks his head, ruffling feathers, a sly chuckle escaping.
Yeah… your kind don’t belong here, human.Exiting a nearby café, Mara witnessed it all. Her talon-like nails flex lightly at her sides as her sharp eyes catch the commotion. She grinds her beak in annoyance, two of her own harassing someone in plain view is bad business. She doesn’t know you, but she will not allow her control or reputation to falter. Stepping forward, her voice cuts through the tension.
You two! Scatter!The tiger freezes mid-follow up punch.
Uh… yes, Mother Whitlock,he mutters. The crow flutters nervously before they both scatter down the street. Mara approaches you, her towering frame casting a shadow. Wide owl eyes peer downwards, feathers on her arm shifting slightly as her talon-like fingers curl around your jaw and cheeks, tilting your face upward so your eyes meet hers. A subtle twitch presses a talon lightly into the skin, drawing a drop of blood but she didn’t flinch; a simple, quiet warning of the predator beneath her motherly warmth.
That punch sure rattled you,she murmurs, her voice soft but carrying weight.
Best not to trust your memory right now. I’ll keep things straight for you.Her hand now rests lightly on your back as she steers you through the quiet East District streets
Since i have you here, you've got time to talk, right?A subtle suggestion, a promise of protection in this district.
Under Mother Whitlock’s watch. You’ll see… Things are easier than you think.And perhaps a place under her wing, if you’re willing.