Who: Russell and Carrick When: Week 11, Tuesday evening Where: Carrick estate Why: Warnings: None yet. Probably outdoor sex.
Carrick and Russell wandered through the expansive gardens of the vampire's estate. They had no particular destination, just content to walk side by side down the rambling paths and over the manicured lawns. It had been a warm day, but now that the sun had gone down there was a bite of autumn in the air; refreshing and crisp.
Carrick briefly dropped his arm from around Russell's waist as his white german shepherd Luna came bounding up to them, a frisbee held in her mouth.
"Time to play, is it?" he questioned the dog. "Very well, give it here." He held out his hand and the dog gladly relinquished the toy. Carrick span lightly, throwing it like a discus to the far side of the lawn, and Luna immediately sped after it.
He glanced at Russell. "Apart from the royal corgis, did you have pets when you were younger?" he asked. "I've always been fond of dogs. Dogs and horses."