Conquerors

Venom wished that she could patrol the borders with her father. His huge protective form beside her as she proudly showed him how far her training brought her. That vision had long been taken from her though and she regularly felt the sorrow of her missing father. Sirius was a decent substitute, he trained her well and helped look after her. However, the man was busy with his new pack, his own wife, and he just couldn’t focus enough attention on her to foster a father daughter relationship. Venom and her siblings had to grow and depend on their dad in their dreams.

She had many family members to hold her up though, including her aunt. Hela was quick to answer her, affirming her question about patrolling. ”I do.” She answered as her tall form shifted to walk beside her dark colored aunt. ”Aunt Hela, how long have you been training?” Venom asked curiously, knowing that she had been training to fight as long as she could remember. Did her aunt still train to this day?