those words to hear

Venom said that whatever Deathbelle and Sirius had done was surely not appropriate for a married man. Toxicity hummed as her sister said Sirius was willing to take her on as empress. Distrust flashed in her eyes briefly, "Still... keep an eye on him and his," she warned coolly. She didn't have the emotional connection to many as Venom had and she was slow to trust anyone who once was loyal to Deathbelle. Venom said that Deathbelle was hiding. "Why not locate her and drag her back. She's put us in a... rather precarious situation this time. I don't mean to let her off too easy, but perhaps it'll be easier if she never shows her face around here again."

Venom described what she needed. Loyalty. She wanted Venom to be her high priestess. "Of course," Toxicity said with an easy bow and light smile upon her lips. "I would be honored. But I do not intend to stay there forever. One day, I will take Daimyo or even your Right Hand." In honesty, Toxicity had in mind to be a power by her sister's side unparalleled. She was fine- glad even- to take the rank of High Priestess for now, but she always aimed to climb higher. She wouldn't stand still while someone else was allowed even closer to her sister than she. "When do you tell the pack?"