Rest Stop

His scouting of the lands were fruitful, and he was now heading back to Insomnia lands after several days (or weeks now? He had lost track of time honestly). It was still going to be a bit of a journey returning, however, so he decided to stop and rest at the lake on the way. He approached the water, taking a few drinks before sitting on the bank, icy blue eyes staring into the water. The Dunamis were growing strong, and now that the first wave of pups was here, there was much to do in training them and ensuring the next line of success. He hadn't seen them since they were born, and was curious to know how they were doing now. Was Erebos training them? Or perhaps Enyo? He had some concerns when it came to his sister...would she continue the way Nike and their father did? Only time would tell, he supposed. And then what about Medusa? From what he understood, she was the type that adores and fiercely protected her children the way most mothers did...but the Dunamis and Mortems were wildly different. Often on opposite ends of the coin. He was certainly interested in getting back soon to see for himself how things would go.