blood warden

As the sun began to set Venom woke from her afternoon sleep. She kept morning hours along with most of the night. That was she could attend both times of day for the pack. She stirred lightly before padding softly into the main chamber of the palace. She still wasn’t used to it, but she was slowly growing more accustom. The fresh water that the slaves brought in intervals was cool and crisp as she took a long drink. Her magenta gaze caught the unmistakable fur of Hattori as one of the attendant shifted the leather flap at the entrance.

Venom looked up to give him more of her attention, he looked like he was guarding the door, but surely with him it was much more than that. Since he’d bested her the other day she’d been less interactive with him, being around the shinobi made her stomach twist in uncomfortable ways that distracted her from her duties. He was the first one she found herself feeling uncertain around. Azure was much easier to read and be around, but he also hadn’t held out her in the same position as Hattori.

”Ugh,” she mumbled to herself before shaking out her coat and the weird feelings. Venom lifted herself and exited the threshold to move to sit beside the orange marked man. ”Keeping busy?” She asked softly, her tone relaxed as a small smirk played at her features.