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It had been a miserable week so far for hunting, the weather had taken a turn for the worse. It was unseasonably cold for Georgia, and even though the weather didn't bother Mack too much, it seemed to bother the animals though. It had put her in a terrible mood, her already constant hunger even more gnawing than usual. Alex had kept pestering her to just pick off one of the younger kids and get on with it. She had considered it for a moment before stomping off to hunt rabbits in the woods. Feeding on a freshman would be more enjoyable than wandering around in the dark.

Mack had finally taken down a fox of some kind, bleeding it dry and throwing it off into the brush for the scavengers of the forest to enjoy. There was warm blood still dripping from her face and hands as she wandered aimlessly through the woods. If she could find another animal that big again tonight, perhaps the insatiable hunger she felt would subside for a bit. Maybe she could convince Alex to let her have a little taste. Now that Mack had her super human strength, it wouldn't be hard to force her into it either.

She was wandering by a particularly boring tree when she caught a whiff of something unusual in the air. She wrinkled her nose in disgust, what was that smell? It was a cross between fruit and something rotten. Mack sniffed again at the air and began to follow it towards the edge of the forest. It became stronger and stronger as the trees started thinning out, and she twisted her face into a grimace as it became its strongest. All she could see besides the usual trees and shrubbery was a swatch of red hair in the darkness.

"Great," Mack thought. She wasn't sure if she was happy to see the other girl or displeased. They used to be friends, but now...well, too many things had happened over the years. Their current relations never truly ended in satisfaction. The strange smell was coming from Tatum though, and Mackenzie was just irritated enough to not be able to leave well enough alone. She circled around the girl, keeping to the shadows of the woods for a bit before stepping out from behind a tree in front of her.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't ickle Tatum come out of her hidey-hole for a walk." She was smirking, fangs still extended fully in the moonlight. She still hadn't bothered to wipe the blood entirely away from her face, and she could feel it cooling. "The woods are dangerous this time of knight, you never know what you might run into." She gave the smaller girl an experimental sniff and frowned. "What did you do? You smell like shit."