Gwen was small for her age unlike her older sister Hayley who tower over her. This result her wearing heels on a regular basis. In Gwen lap her daughter, herself and Hayley Marshall were being serve gumbo in a bar in New Orleans.
"This is you guys third time in here this week, seven in total over the last two weeks." The bartender Jane Anne said as she began to prepare the bar for the night time customers who drank more.
"What can I say? I'm obsessed with the gumbo" Gwen mutters glaring at Jane-Anne not trusting her.
"You know the old ladies in the ninth ward say my sister, Sophie, bleeds a bit of soul info every dish." Jane Anne says as she continued cleaning glasses as Hayley smiles at the jokes as continued to eat her food whilst Gwen fed her daughter.
"That must be what makes it so good...remember how I said I was looking for my family who may have lived around here?" Hayley said hoping that Jane Anne could help her find them faster. "I asked around the quarter about our family and these....people in general." She said not wanting to say the word werewolves in front of Jane Anne since you didn't normal go looking for them as Gwen glare at her.
"And what did you find?" Jane-Anne said leaning the bar from her side as her interest began to peak in the conversation.
"Nothing, I can't find a single person who remembers them. In fact, one guy told me to forget about them and not to mention it" Hayley said ignore the daggers Gwen sent her.
"Hayley, that's because people like you were run out of here hears ago." Jane-Anne said causing Gwen head to snap at her glaring at the bartender her hand clench in a fist.
"Wait?, what do you mean people like me?" Hayley asked causing Gwen to glare at her as Jane-Anne walk around the bar. Both girls had thrown up their defense and there eyes remain guard as Jane-Anne approach them. Suddenly Hayley regret not listening to Gwen. Jane notice how stiff Gwen was as she stood in between the two sisters. Though Hayley was older and taller of the two and actually werewolf she could sense that Gwen wasn't just a werewolf and something about Gwen scared her even though she look like a pixie.
"You know what I mean. In the bayou they are called the werewolves of Roux-Ga-Roux, you head there you'll find what you're looking for" Jane-Anne said circling a place on a map in red pen.
"Thank you so much, you have no idea how much this means to me" Hayley said as she out on her biker jacket and grabbed her bag as well as the map of the place where her family might be whilst Gwen got up guarding hosting her daughter on her hip while glaring at Jane-Anne sense that she was something but couldn't place it and curious to how she knows about the supernatural.
"But promise me that you'll be careful, this the last place you want to go" Jane Anne said placing a hand on Hayley shoulder as she warned her while discreetly taking a piece of Hayley hair whilst Gwen gives her death glare causing her to become scared but didn't show it.
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