ardent

thorn in my side

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Venom

Loner

Master Fighter (275)

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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10-16-2020, 04:51 PM


He spoke of his mother’s distaste for slaves, she offered nothing but a raised eyebrow as he said it. Had he only just accepted her offer he could have full access to those under Ashen’s possession. Venom remained silent otherwise. ”You have a habit of digging dens?” She decided to press softly as they walked. She was appreciative of his impressive paws, but had no idea he used them for moving earth. Venom did like the natural caverns that her mother had chosen for the palace.

”I expect a better presentation next time,” she joked amusedly with a little chuckle as he warned her of its lackluster appearance. They didn’t take long to arrive, and it wasn’t much to look at. Not a hole in the ground, but a literal hole in the wall. She shook her head amusedly, ”No, this is much less luxurious than the palace.” Venom agreed with him as she nudged his shoulder with amusement.
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