His young's affectionate words stayed with him all the way as he climbed up the chute, even the biting wind couldn't take away the warmth he felt. Things were really beginning to look up. He sighed softly, holding jis last breath of fresh air before the pollution reached him. It was....strangely brighter than usual as hecreached the surface and it soon became clear why. Path stared at the remanents of the wooden shack once hiding their little lair, not inspecting it too closely though. Probably, a storm had finally ripped the rickety structure down. Though it wasn't wise to keep Regnum and the other elders waiting, Path felt uncomfortable having the cute so exposed to the open though, not wanting any of the mutated creatures or other scum to come across it and find his family. Edgr may be a hydra, but right now, he was still more human than anything and the twins were young.

 He spent at least a whole half an hour building a sort of shelter over the chute opening, keeping it camoflagued among the rest of the debris. Carefully making sure it was set right before he finally set off to meet the elders and Regnum. Tge faster he did, the faster he coukd get backto hisfamily. He was too self asorbed in his own thoughts to notice the foreign scent of an intruder. 

 Sleipnir followed his brother, hot on his heels and trying to match his march. He was more than willing to help Skylark in repentence for hurting him. He sat right next to Daddy's head and petted him gently, stroking his hairlike Father had done to them. He lliked it enough so he figured Daddy would too. Glancing up at his brother,"I don't know....oh oh! Maybe we can tell Daddy a story like he always tells us....Do you know any stories?" He asked his brother. The only stories he knew were the ones Daddy had already told them and he didn't want to reuse them.