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[b]Location:[/b] The Streets of Duncaster
[b]Interactions:[/b] 
[@MsMorningstar] Violet Benoit
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Thane roamed the streets of Duncaster, an area that his wolf believed to be its territory. It wanted to patrol the area, which Thane was willing to do since he was rather awake still, that and the need to patrol the area told him that the moon was getting closer to being full. A useful reminder to set up for that upcoming night. He changed his mind on heading straight to his apartment, he could live with the light hammering in his head that would haunt him the next day and walking around would distract from some of the numb pain that still throbbed through his body as it healed still from the earlier illegal fights. He tuned out most of the background noise of the city while he walked, letting his wolf hearing listen for anything out of the ordinary. For the most part there wasn't anything out of the ordinary. For a short time a commotion in an alley caught his attention but after a few minutes it grew silent. It probably had been nothing, maybe someone scavenging through the garbage or a rather large rat. He took in the air of the city, his nose scrunching up. The one thing he could never get use to was the city's smells. With the gifts that the curse provided the smells of the city could be quite unbearable at times especially when focusing on it. What he would give to be able to run free in somewhere more open during a full moon. 

His attention was drawn so much on the noises and scents of the city that he forgot to pay attention on where he was walking. He mistakenly ran into someone, drawing him from his patrolling.

"Oh sorry miss," he apologized once back into his normal frame of mind.