Venom v Godbrand

Ma had so far allowed them to all do their own thing. Godbrand was grateful for that, really, cause he didn't feel like doing a whole lot. the gentle lessons on crafting seemed to cheer Dutch up; he didn't want his mother to be sad and just naturally assumed she was sad for the absence of Pops. that conversation about him and his siblings being the result of a one night stand was inappropriate for children, let alone crude and cruel for the pups involved. he also assumed Ma and Pops were close but knew they weren't together, in the same way, a mate was. because Ma never referred to Hannibal as her 'mate' or 'husband'. only a partner in raising them.

the point was, he didn't want to see Ma upset. if she felt she had to go off and find the others, then that was what she needed to do. but it didn't make it any less hurtful. he only saw Dutch taking time to collect Frey and Gimli. time that could be spent with him. as much as he tried to focus on his skills, the boy wasn't as motivated as some of the other pups. he tried to attend training because that's what you did in a pack. and that's also what you did to distract yourself from trouble. cause pack life was still uncertain to him. he didn't like all the people around him constantly.

Venom reacted to his attempted flailing by wrapping her paws around his throat. he tried to pull back, wary of her quills, but having bitten her ear... well, he was probably yanking erratically back and forth, causing her pain. twisting in her grasp, Godbrand tried not to let go of her ear (the only thing he felt he had to grab) but the way he was moving, she could find a way to unhook her ear from his jaws. it was clear he was inexperienced and not at all motivated to win this. to him, spars still meant puppy playtime. the thought of his cousin turning her claws against him was an unwelcomed thought, and the quills alone were intimidating.