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Venom

Loner

Master Fighter (275)

Master Intellectual (279)

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age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
6709
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,332
player
KatG6

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01-11-2020, 03:48 PM
Venom’s pale white paws carried her forward towards the shrine. She too, felt a healthy attraction to the sacred pond. The girl was patrolling the borders, a responsibility she relished in. Her new title of Crown Princess was a dream to bear. The girl didn’t let it go to her head, she was overjoyed to have real tasks placed in her paws. Similarly her training with her mother shifted, and she had yet to tell Sirius about the change.

She smirked as she thought about the moment, her forked tongue flicking out of her mouth as she heard voices closer to the shrine. Curious Venom drew forth, her tall frame appearing through the trees to find her sister and two other women. The young Klein recognized Iolaire, but it felt like so long ago they’d met. The last wolf she didn’t recognize at all.

The Crown Princess padded over to Calla’s side similarly to the she wolves. However she knew without a doubt that her sister was fine and she would bet working. She didn’t miss the orbs and how familiar they looked to the ones Obi and Father created with them. ”Sigils, Calamity?” She asked as she lowered her haunches beside her sister.
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