A LITTLE SLEEP // Dimitri // A LITTLE SLUMBER

Ever since Gordon had almost drowned in the flood, the tiny she-cat started clinging to her clanmates more often and didn't dare leave their side. She specifically liked staying near Buckingham and Marina, although the deputy and leader were off doing their duties right now and Gordon decided to just stick to where they had made their makeshift camp up in the mountains. Unfortunately, with nobody around, the Goldenblood didn't really dare move from her spot at the Pyre, watching her other clanmates as they went about.

[member=1172]dimitri.[/member]

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Dimitri watched Gordon with curious eyes and an expressionless face. He had hid himself in the mountains plentiful shrubbery, body low to the ground and blinking every so often.
Desdemona was already mocking him.
Another pretty lady to break your heart, Dimitri?
Dimitri didn't really like Desdemona. He didn't understand why his brain formed a personality that used his mother's face; maybe it was to warn him to never let his heart out, to keep it shielded. It couldn't get hurt that way. Dimitri would never admit it, not outloud or his alters, but truthfully, he didn't like Desdemona.
He never wanted Desdemona.

Dimitri stared at Gordon now, unsure if he should approach her or just move on.
Either interact with her or leave, boy. You shouldn't be staring. Dakota was right. Staring was rude and he...
Suck it up, Dimitri. The worst she could do is tell you no someday. No. He wasn't ready to put himself out there again. He... didn't want to get hurt again. Not by a lady with yellow fur and black markings. Dimitri finally revealed himself from the underbrush, approaching Gordon with that same curious look in his eyes.

"Hey- Hey there. Corbin, right?" He hoped he didn't get her name wrong. That'd be embarrassing.

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No matter how hard Gordon tried shaking it off, she couldn't get rid of the feeling of somebody watching her. Her pelt twitched every so often with unease, trying to ignore the ever-growing feeling of anxiety that was rising in her chest. Whenever Dimitri came out of the bushes, Gordon jumped and tensed up as the male started approaching her. "Uh..." Gordon blinked up at him. "It-it's Gordon," She corrected lightly. Honestly, she wasn't entirely surprised Dimitri got her name wrong; she had a tendency to mumble, after all.