<em>this might move, maybe</em><br/><br/>New Orleans, present day<br/><br/>Tabitha scowled as she walked down Ursulines Street with her cousin, Max. They were new to the Big Easy, and like most of their kind their first stop was Sanctuary Bar, owned by a clan of bears. The two Kattalakis cousins made a strange pair, at least to their kind. It wasn't often that a dragon and wolf strode down the street together like friends. Knowing the bear clan, they would have an uneasy welcome at the bar, even though they were both katagaria<br/><br/>The pair walked through the door of the bar, and right on cue came a growl from the bouncer. Tabitha turned her gaze on the bear. "Can it Peltier. We're only here for a drink or two." She didn't wait to hear a response from the bear as she made her way to the bar. Her black jeans, biker boots, and black tank top, showing off her lithe form drew the gazes of many of the male patrons. She ignored the stares as she ordered a drink. "Something with out human hair." She said to the hawk behind the bar.