Cadaver's eyes sparkled with a vibrant mixture of enthusiasm and determination, absorbing every encouraging word that fell from his mother's lips. As Widow readied herself to share her wisdom, Cadaver trailed closely, a playful bounce in his step revealing his impatience to immerse himself in the upcoming lesson. His voice rose to a fever pitch as he eagerly interrupted, "Yeah, yeah, teach me something cool!" He shoved aside any lingering thoughts of his earlier mistake, now consumed with an insatiable desire to learn from his mother. To learn how to be better than the rest. His tail whipped back and forth, radiating an excitement that mirrored the boundless energy coursing through his small yet determined body. The cavern, once a sanctuary for his wild imagination, now became an arena of teacher and student engaged in a exchange of knowledge. Cadaver stood at the edge of it all, ready to absorb every lesson that would mold him into a formidable force in the world ahead of him. Every word was a weapon, each movement a calculated strike towards greatness.
Once they got settled, he was quick to urge his mother on. "What are we gonna do first?" He asked, his impatience getting the better of him.
