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Scat Cat



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
08-27-2019, 07:20 PM
Sirius eyebrow shot up at the list venom presented to him. That hadn’t been on the one he had told her, but it still stood, regardless. “Back of the knees, toes” he added in, naming places she could more easily reach with her short stature. Still, he was glad she had been paying attention.

Sirius kept his position, blocking off its exit as he watched Venom gear herself up with little need of incentives from him. She was a brave little creature, and he would make certain she would grow to have the bite to back up her bravery.

Venom slammed into it, she wasn’t big enough to knock it over, but it was still shaken from the blow he had given it to the head. It seemed off balance, and confused. The perfect practice target for little Venom. It had given her a fright, made her fear for her life, for a moment. Venom would prove herself better, and reign victorious, he knew. “That’s it, taken it down well you have the advantage” he encourage, keeping a close eye over things. In the end, he would ensure Venom was in no real danger. This was a lesson, not life or death, at least not for Venom.