EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLDDDDD

Atticus was that uncle everyone wished they would have. Or even someone that they could really know. The brute smiled as his nephew came up behind him, a chuckle slipped forth. Hearing the raspy youngsters vocals slip out. "There are many lessons to learn even from the stars above us at night."

The ivory and obsidian male stood there for a moment longer. "You already bring this family much hope. And never believe you disgrace any of us. You after all are of Dunamis lines." Sure, Atticus could have been harsh like Hade's grandparents were, but that was a way of the Dunamis that Atticus wouldn't follow unless he had to.

"Tell me, what have you learned of these lands so far? Why do you think that your mother found these lands worthy of Insomnia?" Wanting to hear what Hades already learned. Seeing the fire burning bright within the young brute. A proud smile crossing his lips as the young prince began to sniff the ground, tracing every nook and crany that he possibly could.

The terra firma around them offered so much, and navigating it was something that one could always learn from. "Look how the water runs from the east to southwest. Towards the gorge, it will never run another way. How the grasses are much greener around the water. But in the dead heat of summer leaves little to no water. Tell me without the water how we could find our way to the gorge nephew?"

His movements paused as eyes carefully watched the prince move about. Taking in everything he possibly could.

"Speech!"