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hattori



Venom

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Master Intellectual (279)

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age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
6714
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,333
player
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10-31-2020, 09:25 PM
Venom was quite intrigued with the potential she had before her, she knew the common tongue as did the rest of the Empire. If Hattori was one of the only wolves to speak fluently then she could build her trust in him more completely with the ability to speak to him in broad daylight and no one would understand them. Even before he answered she was falling in love with the idea. He told her the name, and thankfully he agreed. Venom felt an odd relief and pleasure. She would gain knowledge and keep her mind occupied, but she’d also have an unlimited excuse to call him to her side. The thrill that rose in her was tamped down as he continued. First she just had to forget everything she already knew.

The Empress chuckled, finding amusement in lesson number one. ”And how do I do that, teacher?” She asked him with an amused smirk on her features. Her bright eyes hinting at her subtle amusement as the meds lightened her usual stoic and serious expression.
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