Got time for your old man?

The young Princess hadn’t spent much time with her mentor since she’d reached her first year of age. The fact weighed heavily on her, but she understood why they hadn’t been together much. His kids were terrors, she knew from experience that they were the hardest little things to herd around. She had no idea how much trouble they really were. These thoughts lingered in her mind as she tried to rid herself of the nervousness of the coming raid that she was going to lead.

She was meditating when she heard Seer’s call. Dark ears perked as she felt relief wash over her. If there was anyone she could talk to and receive the comfort she needed it was Sirius. He wasn’t snuggly, he was coarse and real. Traits that Venom both needed and craved. She made a quick dash to the beach, and without any words the girl raced to the Warlord. She didn’t slow as she approached, and aimed to tackle her mentor. She didn’t realize how much she’d missed him until she wrapped her white gloved arms around him.