You're brought into Toronto, Canada, either ordered by the Council to join the Pack or Clan that resides there for the impending war, to strengthen their numbers, and provide a hand within the war, or you've moved here simply to find a fresher start to life. Will you stand on the sidelines in the Neutral Territories? Or will you decide to take part and choose a side? Your destiny awaits you, make sure to head over to our homesite (link found in the Navigation Section) to begin your journey!
"I see now that those rumors aren't always true," Zia listend to Zoelle speak intently. The Lycan thought for a moment, pursing dark red lips. "There are always exceptions, but rumors are a nasty thing. I for one hate being stereotyped as a monster who cruelty turns people into monsters and servilly follows my alpha like a house dog. I've met some whom actually fight for vampires, but they're crazy, few and dead," Zia's voice was cold as ice yet incredibly calm. "Still, don't get discouraged, I'm sure each Lycan wants to join a pack once in their life, I was a pack member when I was younger, Beta, Then I decided it truly wasn't for me. And I'm sure your kind, being Vampires, isn't too well thought of by my kind, not that I care in the slightest what the other Lycans think." Zia crossed her legs, shrugging her shoulders and giving a dismissive wave of the hand. "And to be honest Zoelle, your kind confuse me as well. One second I'm kindly passing one by on the sidewalk and the next second I'm forced to rip ones throat out, there are some of every kind who just love a good fight, and some who are too arrogant to realize they are in over their head until they've lost it." Zia took a look at Zara. "Whatever my opinion is on packs, I do wish you luck in your... Try outs, as you had called them," Zia ran a hand through her dark hair. She didn't know what other topics to address, being a conversation starter wasn't her thing, but she did voice her opinion incredibly well. Zoelle Zara Bancroft
The devil said to the warrior. "You will be swept away in the storm," To which the warrior replied. "I am the storm,"
Youre welcome to join us if you wish," The vampire spoke. At first Zia didn't realize the vampire was talking to her. She just sat there for a moment, then she realized that the other woman was directly addressing her. Zia thought for a moment, wondering if this was a good idea, she had been attacked by both Lycans and Vampires in the past. But alas, she had been craving social interaction for sometime, so her urge for a possible companionship got the better of her. "That would be lovely," Zia nodded in her slightly rough voice. Standing up to joined the other two. She gave a small glance to both of them with her dull grey eyes. They didn't seem to be any harm, yet. "Zia, Zia Archipelago," She introduced herself as she sat down, turning the chair in the same way she had back at the other table. Zia waited for a moment, sensing possible nervousness from the vampire spoke once again. "Don't think of me as a dog, I'm not aligned with them. I don't want to join a pack, not ever again," Her voice was biting as she had reached the last part, gradually sharpening as she spoke. She looked from the vampire to the Lycan. "What a sweet girl, waiting for your turn while all of the best spots are taken. Or, are you planning to make room in some positions." Zia smirked, remembering what her father did to become Alpha, she stopped smiling."Or you could just wait, build trust as you go up the ranks. But don't take a loners advice, I'm not good with packs," Zara Bancroft Zoelle
Zia stepped into the Cafe, glancing around at the Lycan and the vampire that were having a conversation. She turned away and went to order a drink any something sweet. "A latte and a slice of chocolate cake," Zia had always had an eye for anything chocolate, a bit of a sweet tooth per say. Zia paid for her food and sat down, turning the chair so she could wrap her legs around the back. She took a sip of the hot drink, trying not to burn the inside of her mouth. Zia ate bits of the rich chocolate cake as she listened to the two other women speaking. She was lucky that they weren't actung aggressive, it'd be a shame to wreck the cute little cafe in a fight. Zia let out a long sigh, running a hand through her short black hair. Zia wasn't a part of any pack so she didn't feel any strong feeling for or against either of them. "Another slice of the cake," Zia gestured to call the Waiter. She hadn't drunk much of the coffee, she didn't like it much but enjoyed the caffeine. Over the years, Zia had probably developed an addiction to caffeine. She took a deep breath then took another drink of the Latte. Zia continued to watch the two women, small smirk playing on her dark red lips, her dark rimmed eyes shining a bit. Zia enjoyed to watch others, but not to talk. She was content watching how this would go down. By now she had gone through two slices of chocolate cake. Zia scraped a small bit of icing from the plate with her long nail, putting in her mouth to savor it. Zia leaned forward, her busty chest pressing up against the metal of the chair. Zia kept on watching, resting her head on her crossed arms. "Oh, how I hope you stay civil," She muttered to herself. OOC: don't listen to what Zia says, COME ANNOY HER, and don't worry if she's a jerk
The devil said to the warrior. "You will be swept away in the storm," To which the warrior replied. "I am the storm,"
Get better Zoe 
