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Venom



Venom

Loner

Master Fighter (275)

Master Intellectual (279)

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age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
6724
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,335
player
KatG6

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06-02-2020, 05:20 PM
Venom was quiet and still as she sat alone by the shrine’s pool. Show was falling gently and muffled any sound around the crown princess. Lilac eyes were closed and the girl could have been praying or sleeping, with her head bowed slightly over the colored water. She’d taken up the practice of meditation, something that Poison was teaching her. For a squirrel he was a master of relaxation and deep thinking.

Her mind was clear of thoughts, though she had much to think about. She was falling behind in her training, and the closer she felt the day she would ascend the throne came the less prepared she felt she was. There was a lot to know and understand, and she didn’t feel she came close to her mother or even Sirius’s level of leadership. She hadn’t even won the mock raid she’d led, how could Ashen follow her after that failure? The calming nature of her meditative state allowed her reprieve from these thoughts, but she returned to the wakeful world when she heard her name on the air.

She blinked open her bright eyes to see the Armada youth. ”Azure.” She replied softly, but her voice lacked the youth it once had. Despite her doubts she was sounding more like her mother.
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