sweet like candy

Venom needed to know the territories beyond the Empire’s borders as much as she knew the land she lived within. Her svelte form slipped through the foggy woods silently, Poison preceded her in the canopy, ready to call out any kind of danger. Or moments of interest, the squirrel knew his master well enough to point her in the right direction. The young Empress followed much more slowly than what he could leap through the trees above.

Night held tightly to the forest around them, Venom had easily taken up the nocturnal tendencies of her kin. She didn’t have much pure white fur or pink skin to burn, but keeping hours the other packs did not was both advantageous and cursed. There didn’t seem to be another soul in the woods, funny considering its name. She chuckled inwardly so as not to give away her position just in case.

Eventually Poison led her to a fogless clearing with soft grasses, fireflies in the tree branches, and a picturesque crescent moon in the sky. Venom smirked at the squirrel and shook her head in amusement as she took to the center of the clearing to admire the clarity within the night sky.