MOVE ALONG, MOVE ALONG [O, HUNTER]

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Anyhow, Dimi's familiar frame had brought Nighttales' heterochromatic orbs to widen slightly, vague disbelief briefly traversing his expression, as his gaze lingered on the other. He couldn't say that he had ever been close to the other, but he had at least found them familiar, which was enough to drag the serval's saunter from his usual route, and instead, towards the male by the border.

"Dimi?" Night would resound, quirking a fictional brow, as his orbs narrowed in thought and clear recognition. "Or, perhaps, one of Dimitri's various friends?" He'd add, a light grin now capable of traversing his maw, as he identified that this.. was, indeed, the person that he had mistook them for.

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_{☾ Greymatter was not quite as old, falling a year younger than Dimitri. But she felt almost as old, her memories as fuzzy as an elder's. Scratch that, there were probably elders with more memories than the pitiful amount she retained.}

_{They weren't even full memories. Just a hodgepodge collection of feelings, colors and brief glimpses of long-forgotten friends and family. It was like they were a river that was trapped behind a dam. The water pushed against the dam, wanting to flow out, but the dam held firm. Only a small trickle of water managed to escape. And Greymatter was desperately guzzling up whatever amount of water that fell from the cracks of the dam.}

_{She felt almost like a newborn kit, stumbling around the forest. She'd thought perhaps taking a stroll around the familiar premises would help jog her memories--but it was a folly wish.}

_{She was starting to feel the sharp pangs of hunger--reminding her that she hadn't eaten since the night before. Although she had filled out some since rejoining ColoredClan, she was still very underweight. She ate like a bird, pecking disinterestedly at her food. Only eating enough to survive.}

_{A hauntingly familiar scent entered her nostrils, and she stopped abruptly. Her fur stuck on all ends as a figure entered through the brush. She was too shocked to notice that Nighttales had entered the scene and greeted the figure.}

_{She was standing a few yards away from the two, her grey fur blending in the shadows of some brushes. She tried to make a sound, but nothing came out.}

_{'Dimitri, Dimitri, Dimitri,' Her inner thoughts' mantra cried.}

_{Sadly, she did not retain the memory that Dimitri had alters and that it was not Dimitri she was looking at; rather, Dal.}

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_{☾ A brief thought brushed past her mind that perhaps this was not Dimitri. The one she remembered was healthy--not flea-bitten and barely hanging onto life. But it was his scent. She couldn't remember anything except his face and yet she felt like she knew so much.}

_{'You did this,' Her heart sank at the accusing thought. She couldn't deny it. Why else would he look just as empty and broken as she?}

_{Her heart sank even further as he demanded her presence. Who else would he be referring to? She presumed that he was mad at her disappearance--one that was foreign even to her. She could only imagine his reaction at her amnesia.}

_{She wanted to believe she was Greymatter. That she was kind and loyal and protective of her clan and family. She felt like a fraud of this Greymatter. They all had expectations of a cat she couldn't be--not without her memories. Was she really the cat he wanted?}

_{But someone had to take the penalty of Greymatter's actions and the task fell to her. Maybe it wasn't her fault for disappearing--after all, she left a broken basket and signs of a struggle at the scene. But somebody had to take the blame.}

_{Like a criminal ready to be hung, she stepped out of the shadows.}

_{"I-I'm here," She said, shakily.}

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track for now

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//Ninja'd dammit + edited kind of

"I-it's Dimitri...former medic who was with us earlier. Though, uh, though it could be anyone," Frightfur voice was confident in his assumption but it was extremely unhelpful for informing Chess who she was looking at. The last part of his speech referenced his knowledge of Dimitri other persona living within him and dictating his life with their own names and personalities as if they were different people (and Fright supposed that they may as well be).

Finding Dimi again hadn't been on his mind. He didn't know what to think and instead Eph's words not too long ago entered his mind. Dimitri and Greymatter were a thing. That's what this outburst was about. Even so, the violent outburst was awarded a dirty loom from the volatile Frightfur. Dal was acting like a savage with no sense of civility in the current moment.

The white soldier took a few steps forward and stopped beside Chess and Nighttales. He watched Grey go toward the prey-stealing with shaky confidence and faint recognition. His gaze stuck to her form as he anticipated something between her and his old friend Dimitri to occur, and to hell it had better occur agreeably. And it did, for the most part.

Dimitri wasn't 'here' per se but Dal was and he didn't seem bad but ready to leave at any second.

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_{☾ She didn't quite understand when he introduced himself as Dal. She had only a face, a tiny snippet that was more than she had of Ephemeral and Billy. She would have presumed he had changed his name if he hadn't make a remark that the other guy was--}

_{She was exhausted, terrified and hungry. She wanted nothing more than to attend to her wounds and sleep. But there was a thing with her. She had seen his power and she was absolutely terrified. He had boarded the room up, there was nowhere else to run, she stared into his eyes, no Dimitri's eyes--}

_{"He missed you, you know,"}

_{Dal's voice broke her back into reality. She looked up at him shakily, almost expecting him to turn into a monster before her very eyes. But instinctively she knew inside that Dal would not. She was not sure if that memory had been real or merely a remembered nightmare. But it revealed so much and yet nothing at all.}

_{She wanted to say she missed Dimitri too. But it felt empty--considering she just remembered him mere days ago. She wasn't sure how to inform him that she had no solid memories of them. Her mouth started to say something--when Ephemeralauroa came out and outright said it. In the type of tone people reserved for broken toys.}

_{"I'm sorry," Tears started running down her face unwillingly, "For leaving. It must've hurt him--I don't remember much but I know it hurt him badly. I wish I knew why I disappeared--but I just can't remember--!"}

_{A loud, ugly sob cut off her words forcefully. Her body quivered like jelly and felt as if it all coming apart.}

_{'Keep it together, keep it together,' she whispered to herself in the thoughts of her mind.}

_{If that wasn't the motto of her life. Well the life she could remember, she reminded herself bitterly.}

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_{☾ She felt the smaller cat reach around her neck and pull her down into a hug. She was too drained to fight it if she wanted to.}

_{She attempted to stop crying for their sake. After all, it wasn't fair to Dimitri--for her to return broken like this. At the very least she could stop crying like the pitiful wreck she was.}

_{"I'm sorry," She mumured again, even though a thousand apologizes would never be enough, "I'm sorry for coming back br-broken."}

_{why have dimitrimatters fluff when you can have ANGST}

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_{☾ He was at a loss for words, Greymatter understood. What could you say to the shell of the person you once knew? Her sobs quieted as he gently wiped off her remaining tears.}

_{"Grey, look at Dimitri's back," Dal said, and she obeyed, staring into the scars carved forcefully into the domestic's back.}

_{Those scars didn't look unintentional, either. Someone intentionally etched it into their skin. It almost made her shudder to think how painful it must have been.}

_{"We're both broken, okay? And that's...okay."}

_{The female dumbly nodded to his words. Was it okay to be broken? She had heard that amnesia in most cases was fixable. She said 'most' because she's heard the whispers behind her back. She knows deep down that she may be irreparable.}

_{Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a feline murmuring to himself. He didn't seem too happy at the sight of the two intwined. She doesn't know who the figure is, but she feels filled with guilt in his presence. A part of her wants to please him, to make him proud.}

_{She gently pulls away from Dal. She tells herself it's because she wants to speak with him face to face. Secretly it's because of Emptyskies.}

_{"Do you...plan on staying here for a bit?" She asks, cautiously.}

_{//I posted this before Emptyskies was in her joining thread so ignore the continuity error.}

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