shake the dust off

White gloved paws carried the newly crowned Empress over the sands of the archipelago’s big island. Where her mother encouraged those of Klein name to stake their claim on their dens. Venom hadn’t decided if she wished to keep the palace as her den or not. It was a lot of room for one wolf, lacking in those she was close enough to to invite them. Perhaps Toxicity would make a room suitable for herself. Maybe it was a good idea to move Hattori within its threshold. The closer they were the easier trust could be formed or broken.


First she needed to test him, to see if bringing him in had truly been in both parties best interests. From first impressions Venom was hopeful she made the correct decision. Odd that he was lingering in her thoughts when she caught sight of his dark silhouette against the reflective white sands. She walked slow, careful not to be observed too early so she missed the show. Venom didn’t quite understand his motions, but she could guess that he was stretching.

”Hattori.” She greeted softly as her delicate paws left tiny prints in the sand at her approach. ”You look much more comfortable than the last time we met.” Venom’s words were said much more sweetly in this encounter, but she had much more excitement than seeing a healer on the agenda tonight.