Arik shook his head. The same memory kept coming back, haunting him in his sleepless nights and now in the day. Any distractions he took didn't work, the projects becoming interrupted more and more often, and he didn't have anyone to talk to about it. He just wanted to get away from it all. The reminder of why he was like this, and looking for distractions had become more and more dangerous for him. Twice he's almost gotten himself killed looking upon things he probably shouldn't have, learning this he'd be better off without. He was smarter than that, yet at the same time he was as dumb as them all. The only reason he was hiding as a human was because almost no one knew of him in this form, most people he knew saw him as a were and a were only, with his slightly cocky and enthusiastic behavior. The only thing that resembled that now was his black hair. It was natural for him to be more cautious in his human form, he was much weaker than he was as a wolf and there were many more threats this way. But now it was the way he had to be, probably for the rest of his life. Even in those life-threatening situations the were had never thought to go were, it would expose him to much. Maybe he didn't care if he died anymore, death was going to come either sooner or later. He had also stopped using his powers, although that wasn't much of a change as he never had a reason to really use them in the first place.
But that was months ago, and he was just looking for another distraction today. The sky was overcast with grey clouds threatening them to give the citizens a light rain later today. With the slight wind adding to the chill in the air everything seemed to be pretty normal. Even with less people wandering the streets than usual, those who weren't out were probably hiding from the weather from inside their homes. Arik knew he shouldn't be looking for trouble like this, but it was his only source of mental relief, and without anything else to turn to it was just going to have to work until it killed him. Although now he just had to decide what he was going to do. The alleys always had some sort of thing going on, but he could always just wait for some suspicious person or group to walk by and follow them. Taking a seat on one of the cities benches Arik rubbed his tired face, trying to be able to stay up before he slipped into another haunting memory.