CHIN UP

Truth was that Atticus wasn't far off from his beloved sisters call rang out. He known that she meant business today. Something that needed to be seen and be done. It was all apart of their blood line, the Dunamis blood which flowed thick within each and everyone of them. Respect and diginity went a long ways within the family that he was blessed to have. Something that the masculine honored and loved. And hopefully one day pass down to his children. That is when it was time for the male to settle down.

So here the ivory painted brute stood, Enyos vocals ringing to him. Demanding respect. What she spoke was honesty and truth. A training session was however dearly needed. Not only did it keep her on her toes it kept Enyo's brothers on their own as well. When she had fell silent from her speach, Atticus listened while Erebos rang out for them to hear and listen.

When Erebos came to stand infront of each of them, Atticus watched and listened. His attention never waivering or doubting. Then he had come to stand infront of Nikolaos. Ears swiveled upon his skull as he peered coldly at their brother whom had made a fool of them. Although today he may gain that respect he had once had if he was lucky. However that didn't stop Atticus's heart from thumping within his chest, a shiver playing over his spinal cord. But he stood there still and calm - for the time being.