(Assumed Enyo came with him to supervise)

A GREEK WHO REEKS OF FALSE RIGHTEOUSNESS,

This place was so bland, dry mud caked to the lake floor as he moved to investigate it. There was nothing interesting to do! It was so boring!! Auntie Enyo had followed him and let him come here but now it felt like a total bust. But still, he remained quiet in his disdain of his own discoveries. He still should explore the area and learn about it, after all, it was near his mother's territory and he knew he should make a mental map of all the things nearby. It would be useful, he knew that, but this time it wasn't fun... Maybe he could make Enyo take him somewhere cooler next time.

His head turned to look at her, offering a dip of his head in respect as he went back to shuffling through the mud. Sniffing the odd rocks curiously, the trails that followed them confused him. But he wasn't even sure what question to ask, maybe no one knew either. Either way, he shook his head as he kept moving, mud wanting to stick to his paws and keep him stuck in one place but he just kept on trudging through with an extremely determined look on his (rather adorable) face.

THAT'S WHAT I HATE!

I CAN BE ANYTHING, I'LL BE YOUR EVERYTHING

She wasn't quite sure how to feel about the pups. They were omens of change, and their arrival alone proved to be a catalyst. Signaling change not only with the world around them but stirring it within their father Erebros.

For Enyo, these puppies were something to mold. Something to hone and sharpen. There was great pressure already placed upon them. The first born Dunamis in Boreas. Did they understand? There would be no opportunity for slacking, for nurturing where sharpening could be placed instead. Born from greatness. Destined for greatness.

As the massive woman followed the pup, she observed him, surveyed him, and assessed him. His build promised grand stature that would rival even Enyo's, and those paws? Enyo looked. They were massive, with sharp talons upon them.

Good.

Still, she did not know how her brother planned on rearing his mutts. Would he do it with the cold iron grip of Nike? Or would he offer some connection as their father? Enyo had no issue doing what must be done. Although such things could wait, what Enyo had planned was intense and she did not want to harm their bones before they had fully fused together.

Today, she had allowed Hades to guide her to wherever. Teaching independence and a sense of authority at a young age was good. By allowing the boy to take her wherever she gave him room to grow. But she couldn't help but notice the looks he kept giving her.

Was he seeking approval?

He would not get it from her.

Enyo wasn't too thrilled to see where they were now, this muddy dry place. Based on the cracks in the dirt, she could tell it was perhaps one of the more sweltering places in Boreas. Thankfully the season had seemed to mellow. So it was more than bearable, even if there wasn't much to do.

"Είχες κάποιο λόγο να έρθεις εδώ, αγόρι; Ή περπάτησες χωρίς σκοπό;"

Enyo would only speak to the pups in her home tongue. To teach them Greek was one of the more important things. How could you call yourself a Dunamis but not be fluent?

JUST TOUCH ME BABY, I DONT WANNA BE SAD

"SPEECH"

CODE BY SIN

A GREEK WHO REEKS OF FALSE RIGHTEOUSNESS,

Hades turned to his aunt, ears flicking to listen to her words. Greek had come easily to him, it showed in his voice. An accent was already developing, he found it fun to speak to his brother and father in their mother tongue.

"Θέλω να μάθω για όλα τα εδάφη κοντά στην αγέλη της μητέρας, σκέφτηκα ότι θα ήταν ωφέλιμο να τα θυμάμαι όλα. Κάνω λάθος, θεία Enyo;"

His voice was curious, he wondered if perhaps he had made a miscalculation, an error in his judgment when it came to this. He came to stand in front of his Aunt, eyes looking up at her as he listened to what she had to say. If she disapproved or believed there to be a better way for him to learn then he would of course always listen to his Aunt. Other than his parents she was one of the few he really looked up to. While he waited for her to speak he looked back out at the lake. Tracking the land to try and memorize everything he could. He wanted to grow to be an asset to his family, to be useful to them. To make Aunt Enyo and Father proud.

THAT'S WHAT I HATE!