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The large town of Pine Heath spans between two mountains, it has plenty of business and always seems to never really sleep. However despite its population the town is actually peaceful and quiet, abd sports a variety of shops as well. 

 

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May 10th, 10:25 A.M. 12th and Parker "Main Street," Pine Heath 

Sunday morning went about as well as it usually did, slow and steady. In the large, sleepy town of Pine Heath, business fluctuated with the traffic usually hitting at the hours of 6 AM, 12 PM, and 5 PM, usually with the city going into a near dead silence at night save for the overnight workers, party animals, and the occasional night owl. Today was no different, the sunny and warm Montana day was ideal for people to come out and participate in activities or take care of errands. Most folks were either off enjoying the day and staying home or working, business as usual. 

And that much was true for one (or more) particular individual(s). An old Dodge pickup truck was driving down Main Street, the engine a bit loud no thanks to the muffler that fell off long ago. Despite it being nearly twenty years old, it still ran... Decently. In recent times the old thing was running a tad bit heavier and struggled during certain times of the year. Despite how much he fixed on it, his pride and joy was running a lot rougher than what he's used to. 

Austin Windcaller was one of the oldest members of Pine Heath, never residing in town but rather the Half Moon Reserve where his home was; the very same reserve where his pack lived. As the truck made its way down the street he would notice how quiet it actually was, save for the stray vehicle and bystander here and there. Usually there would be more people out and about but Austin wasn't about to complain, less traffic meant more time to take his time running errands. Well, not necessarily errands, just spelunking around and getting a break from the Midnight. 

Days like this was when the Alpha of the Midnight Pack could step away and get some time to himself, he wasn't opposed to one or two of his members coming along and if any had. The trip to the city was filled with silence and music from the country station he chose. His truck, his rules. Austin sighed as soon as he stopped at a red light, so far his thoughts were empty but... He could go shopping...? It wasn't usually his forte, however the older he got the more he wanted to actually get out and do things, said things didn't even have to involve money just more a matter of fucking around. 

"I suppose the mall sounds good..." Austin said to himself, pulling onto the highway that would lead into another ten minutes of driving. 

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