Spite and Venom

Toxicity’s gaze fell upon her and Venom couldn’t help but feel like she was suddenly under scrutiny. One light brow lowered in uncertainty as her sister paused for a long moment before making her way to her side. Venom didn’t show any hesitation in accepting and embracing her close proximity and the yearling leaned lightly into Tox’s side. They were very nearly twins aside from a few discrepancies and the way the Klein ivory lay on their bodies.

As Tox’s gaze returned to the pool so did Venom’s and she settled in more comfortably. Of course she had to start with the raid. Venom visibly bristled, her quills rose and her tongue flicked impatiently. Sirius had made great attempts to soothe her but she was still sore about her loss. ”I am disappointed in my loss.” She said calmly despite the reaction of her body. ”I’ve done what I can to learn from the experience. I’m well rested now, and I’m ready to try again.” And again and again until she was sure to prove herself. One day she would take down Sirius, no matter what he said she knew she would be ready after that moment.