The Scars You Left

Toxicity didn't miss her sister's utterings. they would need to talk about god later, it seemed. Not all of her siblings held her same beliefs and while some deviation was to be expected and was acceptable, outright denial was neither. After that, Tox listened to her sister, nodding solemnly at her words. The pack always seemed divided, in her opinion, even between the Abraxas and the Kleins, but even more so between the Kleins themselves. "Do you plan on trying to unify them? Or simply discard those who do not obey your rule?" Toxicity was honestly curious, and as long as they were on the same side, she would be fine with either.

Venom went on to say that their mother's time on the throne was to be short lived. Toxicity nodded slowly, though her mind was more elated than she was willing to let on. She had doubts in her mother's faith and abidance to godhood. She wasn't sure where Venom sat, but as a god by blood, she was no doubt a good choice as leader for the pack. Toxicity wasn't sure if she was to stay with the pack or strike out on her own later, but for the time being, the protection and training of the pack suited her well, and she did feel the tug of her heart towards her siblings in her pack. She was fearful they'd turn on her, but if that was to be, then she could still strike out on her own. There were other Abraxas, Toxicity knew, but she didn't think they'd be the type to take her in. Maybe one day. Maybe she could reform. Or maybe she could even reform them... It was an interesting thought, and one that Venom could very well help with later.

"Are you ready to be the alpha?"