"What do you think it is?" A curious voice asked, one with quite a passion for animals. The feminine voice belonged to Dakota, a daughter of Asclepius in her later teens. Her brunette hair was dark and wavy, and its color matched her eyes perfectly. She was determined, but very stubborn. Dimitri hardly knew her, but she wanted to be a part of the investigation. Dimitri suspected that she might not be the best person to have watching your back.
"I don't know. Nobody knows. It could be anythin'." Dimitri was in a state of frustration, though he did well in hiding it.
"It could be smart or clueless. Either way, I reckon if it likes the taste of demigod then it ain't goin' anywhere. We'll find it." Dimitri said, with more assertion than his former self would have.
"And what do we do if it isn't a monster? What if it's just misunderstoo-" Dakota didn't stop speaking because she was cut off, but it was from the wild glare Dimitri shot at her.
"I- I'm sorry." She said in a hesitant voice. Dimitri simply didn't look at people with malevolent or angered expressions, but in the moment, it simply happened.
"As much as I'd like to think it's some animal out here and the demigods are just wanderin' off, I think we've both seen enough to know that just ain't what happens. Something is huntin' us, so now we have to hunt it. It ain't pretty, I know, but it's necessary. Get Jerry to draw a map of the area so there's no surprises." Dimitri spoke his request as though it was an order, one which Dakota simply nodded her head to. She gave him a look, but Dimitri had enough bad terrain experiences to know to expect nature to be against him. Dakota nodded again slowly and walked off to obey.
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Dimitri wasn't in particular thrilled to see Dominika, one of the few children of Jupiter. She was brave, strong, and able to handle anything. The definition of a true warrior. They had shared some damaging emotional moments, and although Dimitri considered them close friends, it was that bond that made him hesitant to be around her now. In less than a full season, Dimitri knew he'd changed a fair amount. It made it difficult to face his closest allies, knowing they may no longer look at him the same way again. He wasn't so different, but he knew he wasn't the same any longer.
The last time he'd seen the daughter of Jupiter, he was sobbing in the middle of a storm with the revelation that his life was simply a ham on a rope surrounded by hungry dogs. He'd since put effort into his fighting and powers like never before. And his fear, along with his good nature, was beginning to be replaced with something else.
"Dominika." Dimitri said, approaching her under what was almost moonlight. He wasn't thrilled, as a matter of fact, he was almost worried about talking to her. But, he was smart enough to know that if anyone was leading the Romans in their effort, it was certainly Dominika. In the moment, he was torn between asking her how she had been or asking her for her help immediately. He couldn't bring himself to relive the events of before though.
"I need your help. One of my people thinks they saw somethin' up on the hill. There are more Romans than Greeks here at the moment, and if we move up on all sides we might be able to corner it here and now."