The time was roughly ten in the morning when Gen strolled down the street. He had been walking around for quite a while, gathering all the information he could through eavesdropping. His gem-like blue eyes glancing around the alleys and watching his own shadow. He was very cautious in the city, always listening to words of others. He did so at the university, gaining fragments of knowledge. Said knowledge pointed him to an alleyway in the city, rumors stating a mentally disturbed man made it a temporary sleeping area in the last few hours. He continued to watch the alleyways pass; his ears picking up several pieces of information. He closed his eyes while he walked, his hair flowing behind him and his hands in his pockets. He continued to walk his path, very tense, but pretending to be calm. He never felt comfortable in the city, and probably never would.
He let out a soft gasp as he ran into the front of a grey wolf, who had emerged from an alleyway. Looking up at him, he kept his facial expression blank, and he stopped dead in the street, a few feet from the wolf. "I apologize." He said in his cold voice, biting the inside of his bottom lip gently.