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It had been some time since Trent had visited Halifax City. In fact, it'd been some time since he'd left Cour des Miracles lands at all. Trent had gotten used to being there, and he had stayed there most of his time, mostly because that's where he felt safe. He'd heard about wars and assaults on other packs, but his pack hadn't had any of that bad luck. Well, maybe those other packs had it coming. Terra always got in trouble, too, but then, she seemed to be very good at it, too; maybe those packs had been kind of like Terra. Not to say that she deserved getting hurt, or anything, but she did seem to be very good at it.
Tentatively, Trent wandered through Halifax' mostly empty streets, feeling like a wandering ghost. He wasn't really sure where to look, but he knew what he was looking for. The last time he was here, he'd come looking for Sebastian, who said he was staying here... Would the red fox-like wolf still be hanging out here? Probably not... A lot of time had passed.
Now, though, he was looking for something different altogether... Stuff. Shiny stuff, preferrably. Trent wanted stuff, like everybody else. He wanted cool things he could put in his room (preferrably portable ones, since it was still a good while back to Cour des Miracles), and he wanted human jeans. Maybe he'd be able to find some here... Trent hadn't a clue where to look for them, so he did the only thing he could think of; search the streets for a pair of them to be lying around. That is, until he passed a store with broken windows and an ugly array of purple text he couldn't read above said broken window. All of the stuff inside, displayed right behind the broken window in some distant past, looked dirty and tattered, old and dusty, and the insides of the store were pillaged, not leaving much behind... But it allured Trent.
For some time, the coywolf stood and stared inside. He wanted to go inside, but somehow it felt wrong, and so he couldn't help but stare while a gust of wind played with the feathers braided into his hair.