move like this, bite when I tell you to

He heard their foolish brother arrive. His eyes turning cold and narrowing at the brute. However he had come to know there was a time and place for everything, and this... Nikolaos Dunamis was a liability is Atticus's eyes. Something that could make the family fall like dead leafs on a tree. Atticus did not speak as of yet, no his time would soon though. Ears lace back against his skull as they would turn to face forward listening to Erebos's words no matter the venom that dripped from each syliable.

"Nikolaos, how you have displayed yourself with complaints of the journey. You think it ends here. It does not." The words that fell from Atticus as he glared to Nikolaos were truthful and blunt all the while Atticus sat there elegantly - his tail curling against his hind quarters. Attention was drawn to Erebos. As he began to state his opinions. There was much that Nikolaos needed to smooth over with all the siblings.

"Yes, we are training together. It helps each of us hone in on the skills that we were born with. It will only help us achieve what ever dreams and goals we have here in this strange new land." Giving a graceful nod, a slight dip of his skull to his brother before listening at the task that their brother would send them off with.

"Will the others be joining by chance? I'd rather attend with Zephyros if I am to be honest. But I do not question your motives brother. Never have. And I never will." Although he wanted to understand brothers motives a bit more, maybe later they could talk alone? A silent yawn allowing his jaws to open and click closed.

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