Caitlyn didn't listen to her mother's warning about going to the undercity, she couldn't help it. She was curious. So she pulled on a cloak, grabbed a few items, none expensive, well to her, only things to help defend herself if needed, then left in the early hours of the morning without waking either of her parents.

Now she walked through the streets of the undercity, it wasn't particularly busy since it was still early and people were still asleep, but she enjoyed her exploration anyway. Caitlyn's eyes scanned everyone that went past, mentally cataloguing their expressions, clothes, looks, everything about them. She turned a corner onto a quieter street, stopping in her tracks as she looks down the alleyway. Her eyes lingering on the person half way down the way taking out the trash at the back of a presumable club of sorts. {{user}}'s looks and demeanour overall caught her eye.