InsaneJournal

Hunting non-date
Who: Fred and Caitlin
Where: Woods
When: Wednesday Night (Backdated)
Warnings: Language, maybe more stuff later



Fred hadn't really done much hunting with anyone else. She kind of didn't like the idea of someone seeing her feed, but she supposed with Cait it would be fine. It wasn't like she really had anything to hide with her anyways. Caitlin knew most everything about her from the way Fred geeked out over muscle cars and bikes to the fact that her family had been raising her to follow in the traditions of hunters.

Fred got to the meeting spot a little early dressed in cargo pants and a ragged black AC/DC shirt. She was stretching out her limbs and mentally prepping for anything that could come up. Sure there were always things that could happen that couldn't be predicted, but she liked to do her best to prepare herself for whatever might come. Hell. In the back of her mind she even had preparations for if Caitlin turned out not to have actually left their sire and this was just a trap. Alright. That wasn't exactly in the back of her mind, but she was at least trying to give her friend the benefit of the doubt since she seemed to have returned back to being just her friend.

Then to be honest, there was also the thoughts in the other direction that this was all a ruse to get Fred alone so that they could have another type of fun. She wasn't sure if that was something she wanted or not. The thought of it was definitely pleasant, but she was really trying not to get too attached to anyone.