coffee at midnight

Venom knew from the moment that she could hear her mother’s gentle musings that she was destined for greatness. Sirius fostered it within her as he trained her from a very young age. However she hadn’t realized how lofty her goal could be until her mother called she and her siblings together. Maybe she hadn’t done much to ‘deserve’ the position, but she was first born and she was the most highly blessed. Venom wasn’t about to pass up an opportunity for competition though. She’d prove doubly that she was worthy to lead her siblings in the future.

Knowing there was competition only drove the young princess to be better, she had to train harder and learn more than her siblings. There was no time for playing or being anything but seriousness about her future. She was often found patrolling, her white gloved paws pulled her forward over the border. Venom was learning to pace herself, it wouldn’t do if she raced her patrol and at the end after she was winded came in contact with a threat to the pack.

Eventually the young princess found herself approaching the shrine. She felt it was a quiet place, somewhere that affected her more in the spiritual realm than the physical. Much like her mother she could feel closer to her father here, his presence was nearly palpable. Her thoughts were interrupted with a growl, and for a brief moment she thought her father had indeed manifested into the physical world. As she appeared before the shrine she realized she’d mistaken her brother for her father.

She was both relieved and disappointed. Venom missed Archon, she still felt like he had been stolen from her much too early. He should have been there, teaching her and showing her the paths she needed to take. Though she did have brilliant guides in her life she still wished for her sire. Plague was staring into the water and Venom wondered silently what it was he saw in those glowing waters. ”Plague,” her voice was soft. Even though they were rivals she knew that her siblings would be her biggest asset in the future if she turned into the Empress or not. She approached slowly, her slightly shorter form coming to a halt behind him, just far enough away she couldn’t see her expression within the mystical pool.