A night on the town and stiff drink, that should fix the feeling he had this night. The day was long and boring, usual for the beast since getting a new job in landscaping. All day he had dug up ditches for water lining, setting up a sprinkler system, as well as teaching the mortal idiot how to use the damn thing. He was a hard worker, but played much harder. Working in the hot sun gave his body a beautiful tone and his muscles grew with the experience and rough work. A small portion of the male actually enjoyed the labor, for when he got off work, he did not need to go to the gym and do a full work out. He had already done legs, arms, shoulders and back during his work. The rest of his time was now for him to enjoy. All the money he made went towards his wallet as chump change, money he threw around and used for fun things. He had no need for a car, walking was much better for the body and mind. In the event he needed such a resource, he preferred the taxi cab. No use getting into trouble over expired registration or insurance. He tried to follow as many human laws as possible, but in the end, they were too boring and cost way too much. After his experience and amazing night with Noctavia, he felt that perhaps more could come from it. But he was not one to put all his eggs in one basket, after all, there were thousands of ladies who would love to have a wild ride like Noctavia had that night. As he made it home, he stripped his clothes before the window, allowing any passersby to see his sculpted body. Turning on the water, he stood beneath it. He did not care if it was hot or cold. A shower was simply a shower. As he cleaned the mud and dirt from his body, he started thinking about what he could be doing on this night. There were so many options available to him. Once he finished cleansing himself, he decided it was time to get dirty all over again, in a completely new way.
Walking out of the bathroom, he quickly dried off and moved to his bedroom. Opening the closet doors, he looked around at his not-so-organized mess and smiled. "Girls love blue..." he said to himself, but the beast within chuckled and replied, "but they also enjoy you naked..." Travis chuckled and picked the perfect shirt to wear. It was a button down, a dark blue which really made his green hues brighter than they were. Finishing his outfit, he moved to the bathroom and stared in the mirror. He played with his hair, brushing it this way and that way, until it was perfect. The beast inside released a howl as celebration for the night to begin. Whatever lied ahead for the male, he would be ready. As he moved from the room to the hall, he stared at the elevator, the number he first visited after greeting his Alphess in the alley. How he wished he could be dressing up for her right now, but he had other matters to attend to, she probably had important things as well. As he stood in the elevator, he pushed the button and the doors closed. Once making it into the lobby, he walked out, smiling to the woman behind the counter and made his way into the dark night. He loved the sounds of the city, the smells and the people. They were rude and nasty to one another. Breaking laws and rules set forth by the police officers, it was risky. It was also something the brute would never do. No Werewolf would tell his Alpha no, unless he wished to be beaten or worse, killed. Travis was very loyal to Noctavia for many reasons, but one reason stuck out more in his mind than the rest. Not entirely sure what he should do, he moved from bar to bar, trying to find anything of interest. One or two drinks in each place, nothing phenomenal, nothing to keep him there. The midnight hour had already passed and was well on it's way towards midnight. An intoxicating scent crossed his nose, alluring both he and the wolf inside. As he turned a sharp corner, he saw a man and a woman getting serious in the alley. He snickered as he watched them, smelling her pheromones and his lust for her. It was a gorgeous thing, the primal urges. Hands disappeared underneath clothing and Travis could not help but to cock block the guy. He watched as he moved closer them, making sure his foot steps were heard clear as day. As he got closer, he cleared his throat and bright blue eyes stared into his green orbs. She was hooked. The male turned when she stopped returning his affections, angry with Travis, he attacked him. But the brute already saw this coming, dodging the human and forcing him to the floor. Upon closer inspection, this female was not what he wanted, nor what he was looking for.
Turning away from her, he made his way back to the streets. He wandered for a while and after roughly the first hour or the day, he moved for the rapture. A sweet scent captured his senses, forcing his feet to follow. It was toxic, and yet familiar. Noctavia, perhaps? He moved after the scent, moving past the bouncer and made his way inside. As he looked around the room, the wolf led the way towards the prize. The room was packed with drunken idiots, human and werewolf alike. Some people really need to learn their limits, especially when it came to fighting. If a wolf got drunk enough and shifted, it would be over for the werewolves as he knew it. Keeping to himself, he made his way to the bar, trying to see her without being obvious. He sat at the other end of the bar, ordered his drink and tried to see her. Her back was turned to him, casually engaging conversation with another male. One he discovered to be a wolf as well. His beast snarled, but was soon hushed by the delicious beverage slipping down his throat. He sat and watched, trying to get a better view of the woman.