Who: Lex and open Where: The Carnival When: After dark What: Lurking on the edges of the action
There'd been much more activity in the area than usual. He'd spent hours watching them set up, from a distance. The lure of people had been almost too much, even then. And now... now the sounds of good cheer and the smell of food--cooked food--assailed him mercilessly. He usually just ate in wolf form; it was easier. And he enjoyed raw meat well enough, then.
But now... now, he was standing in the dark outside the fence. He wanted to enter the carnival with a strength that reeked of madness. But, well. He was probably a bit mad anyway. He waited quietly, then put some of his old skills to work, easily pickpocketing a man's wallet without any threat of the bumbling fool even noticing him.
Within moments, he was buying a ticket and ghosting through the less occupied areas of the carnival.