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Venom

Loner

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Master Intellectual (279)

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age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
6724
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,335
player
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09-18-2020, 05:47 PM
He was dry and unsympathetic, Venom was unamused. His priority was his pet and not his Empress. Her squirrel Poison would never ever fall out of a tree but if he did Venom felt sorry for any soul beneath him. It seemed that Naiche didn’t want to allow her that same merit. She didn’t enjoy his tone, and all around she didn’t like him. Venom had bigger problems to be dealing with than babysitting himself and the pangolin. Venom didn’t stop flicking her tail in agitation.

Her quill continued to agitate her skin and agitate her mood with every slice it took out of her. Venom just barely held back more growling. ”No, thank you for the offer though. She didn’t want Naiche or the pangolin to touch her let alone feel what it was like to release one of her quills.

She huffed, releasing a stressed filled breath anong with a fresh breath from her lips. ”I think you’ve caused enough excitement. I’ll let you leave.” Venom told him somberly, flicking her tongue again as she flexed her toes and did her best to look intimidating without being intimidating.
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