Chaotic Calm || Pippa & Fred
It wasn’t often that some bumping into him would case Fred Davenport to actually shift on his feet, but he found himself doing so here, the sound of someone stumbling behind him preceding a slim frame bumping his with a surprising amount of heft that had the wolf rocking slightly on his feet before turning back to the white dressed woman. He had seen her around, hard to miss always being dressed in white, but hadn’t yet spoken to her as far as he could remember.
The large man quickly shrugged off the apology, glancing around his feet to make sure she hadn’t dropped anything he might trod on before stepping slightly to the side to allow her space. “No problem,” he said in his normally rumbled voice, “chief just finished announcing details on more missing persons for a press conference.” He took a long sigh and reached up a meaty hand to stroke his beard, looking out over the crowd that was just starting to disperse.
As county sheriff, he didn’t technically have jurisdiction to investigate disappearances that had happened in the town limits, but when manpower was needed, he was more than willing to put some of his own out there to help. The surrounding land had been quiet enough as of late they could spare the bodies, though if shit did start to stir up, the department was limited enough that those on town loan would quickly be recalled.
Pippa looked up. And up and up before her small frame found the face that went would the grizzled voice. She had seen this man around but she did not know him. It was not shocking, really. She was not a shy creature, but she liked to stay in the shadows as much as possible when it came to interacting with people. She could spot specific species and glean from all just what kind of person they were based on the energy they put off. Some spoke of seeing auras but The White Goddess could touch the energy of a given creature. She saw it moving through the crowds, twisting and blending with others. Some looked very pretty together and others... It was easy, with her sight, to see who got along and who didn’t.
“Are there more? I heard about the poor girl from the TV station, but I wasn’t away there were others. That’s tragic.” She wasn’t liking what her town was turning into. There was a benevolence that had settled over it, tangible to no one but her. The trouble was that she couldn’t pinpoint where it was. It was everywhere. She didn’t know if there were multiple creatures causing it or just one very strong one. It made her sick to think about. This had been one of the few towns in her very long life that had made her feel safe.
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