baby, spare yourself- dante

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Kitty had been in the mountains with Dante for a couple of days now on a hunting trip. She was surprised that he'd left his little... pet... back at the Carna "base". It was bad enough that she was finding herself more and more attracted to this guy, but he had this little tag-along wannabe failure that was really hard to shake off. Everything was just so awkward and confusing around him. She didn't like it. It made her feel weak. But still, she didn't know how to shake this stuff. She figured it was just physical attraction on her part because she didn't like his personality. In fact, she purposefully over-thought his every word so that whatever he said was irritating. She really did not want to like him. Unfortunately, she was kind of screwed, because he was... well he was attractive. And here she was, on a hunting trip.

So really it felt amazing to be out here, in another's territory, just on a huge hunting trip. The thrill, the rush, the feeling she got when she made a kill- it was definitely calming Kitty down from her freaked out state of mind. She wasn't as spastic as normal. She was just... chill. Usually. Cool, calm, and collected. It would be horrible if he found out that she liked him, because she would absolutely die of embarrassment. And then die a little more. And then possibly really die. It would not end well. Stretching, she rolled off of her stomach and onto her back, pushing the leaves out of her way. She must have pushed them aside while she was asleep. After one or two days of just straight up hunting, she'd realized that it was actually hard work, and she'd had to take a nap. Sleep was a nice refresher. Sitting up, she looked around at their camp.

It was, actually, a very pathetic camp. It was just a cleared out area, nothing special. They'd needed somewhere to sleep. They hadn't really needed a fire; it wasn't cold. They'd been eating in their animal forms- or at least, Kitty had been... she had no idea about Dante. It wasn't her problem, nor her business. He was a big boy, he could take care of himself. Speaking of Dante, where was he? She did a quick scan of the horizon, and there was nothing. How long had she been asleep? Running a hand through her hair, she stood and stretched again, reaching up to the sky until her sweatshirt and tank top raised a little bit before relaxing. The pile where they'd been keeping the food was was a little lower, so he might have gone off to eat somewhere without bugging her or something. Or maybe he was hiding in a tree. She honestly did not care.

With a sigh, she laid back down and closed her eyes, deciding to wait at the camp until he came back instead of running around looking for him. Once again, he could take care of himself.