There were bugs, in a plentiful abundance, though they generally kept their distance. There was the occasional Satyr and Nymph, certainly kind and nice to walk passed, so long as you respected their territory. And, of course there was always the deeper ends of the forest, but even more interesting, was Zeus's Fist. All of these places, things, and distractions, yet Dimitri's focus continued to falter. Every time his boot stepped on twigs, his head and eyes darted down to his feet. He ran his hand across his brow to wipe the sweat away, he wasn't sure if it was nervousness or from the heat, but the sweat was there nonetheless. Dimitri stopped dead in his tracks, taking in a deep breath. "There are no bear traps or monsters in Camp Half-Blood. You're safe here. This is home." Dimitri whispered to himself, to assure himself. Things were going to be just fine.
The demigod looked up to the afternoon sun, at least what he could see passed the tree line. He wasn't deep in the forest, he decided to keep it a shallow walk, unless fate had other plans for him. Dimitri continued his walk, now able to focus without the darker side of things clouding him. He thought up about what his friends and family were up to right around now, though he assumed probably the usual. His friends in the Demeter cabin were probably out at the fields. The Ares cabin was probably knocking the teeth out of combat dummies. The Athena cabin was probably watching and snickering. The usual, when it came to being a part of the family that was Camp Half-Blood. Dimitri smiled at that thought.
It wasn't long before he spotted a girl in the distance, he wasn't sure if it was a nymph or a demigod. However, upon getting closer, he could see that her legs certainly weren't those of a goat. "Good afternoon." The demigod greeted her, as he approached her from behind. He didn't recognize her, not in the slightest. A good portion of demigods he could at least place some piece of knowledge to; part of his desire to wish to befriend as many people as he could. He was the kind of person to thrive with others rather than alone. "How was your mornin'?" Dimitri asked.
The demigod looked up to the afternoon sun, at least what he could see passed the tree line. He wasn't deep in the forest, he decided to keep it a shallow walk, unless fate had other plans for him. Dimitri continued his walk, now able to focus without the darker side of things clouding him. He thought up about what his friends and family were up to right around now, though he assumed probably the usual. His friends in the Demeter cabin were probably out at the fields. The Ares cabin was probably knocking the teeth out of combat dummies. The Athena cabin was probably watching and snickering. The usual, when it came to being a part of the family that was Camp Half-Blood. Dimitri smiled at that thought.
It wasn't long before he spotted a girl in the distance, he wasn't sure if it was a nymph or a demigod. However, upon getting closer, he could see that her legs certainly weren't those of a goat. "Good afternoon." The demigod greeted her, as he approached her from behind. He didn't recognize her, not in the slightest. A good portion of demigods he could at least place some piece of knowledge to; part of his desire to wish to befriend as many people as he could. He was the kind of person to thrive with others rather than alone. "How was your mornin'?" Dimitri asked.