venomtine's day

Venom was nearing her first birthday, but she was technically still a pup. Her mother gave her more responsibilities now that she’d taken a higher rank, and she was still eager to talk to her mentor about all of it. Not to mention maybe get some more lessons from him. She wanted armor and weapon too, something sleek and elegant. Nothing huge and obvious like her mother’s long polar bear cape. She hoped the Warlord might help her get an edge on her siblings and the contest for Empress.

She padded along the tall grass plains with white gloved paws as her purple tinted gaze looked for Sirius. He wasn’t the one she’d find however, her gaze fell on one of his sons. One that she had been trying to wrangle not so long ago. He’d grown so much already. ”Hello there.” She offered with a glance around, not sure who was watching him now.