I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT, FOR THE PERFECT TIME TO STRIKEEEEE

Oh how fond of his neices and nephews Atticus was. Guiding them the best that he could. Teaching them the ways that Atticus known. Soon the rustling caught his attention. The movements of small debris falling from the wall. Atticus sniffed at the air, that's when the prince launched himself, landing upon Atticus's spinal region. The large male fell, pretending to be caught off guard.

He rolled slightly, closer against the walls of the gorge so the youngster was safe from some of the steep edges. Rising up a chuckle left his maw, noticing that of the grin of Hades. He shook out his coat before rising up. A nod was given in favor. "The gorge protects us from unforgiving storms, some dens or most are down here. We are able to store things as well down here, just like how you hid upon that ledge. It's different down here then out in the open."

He started. "This area is well for working of honing in fighting, but also any lands are. The caves here seem to connect into much larger ones. And some end up going no where. If you got lost within a cavern tell me a few ways that you could get out of a situation that could be used anywhere especially underground like this."

"Speech!"