hold onto 16 as long as you can

Venom hadn’t really felt herself for the last week or so and she’d just concluded that the cause was her broken leg and how much she wasn’t able to move around anymore. Today she was convinced otherwise. Autumn had fully taken hold and the chill of the season chased summer away with a fierceness. It also heralded her coming of age. Venom was not ignorant to the changes that took hold of her body, from a young age she’d been well aware of the processes of life. Venom just hadn’t realized how uncomfortable she would be because of it.

Despite the cold that was coming Venom felt like she would never feel cool again. Her skin was hot and she had become restless. She cursed her broken leg again as she was forced to remain inside her bedchambers. Getting around was nearly impossible, but she’d managed to get to her feet a few times on her own. Her leg was splinted and supported, but after a few moments of being on her paws the pain was too much to deal with and she was back down.

Frustration was evident in every fiber of her being, from the way her tail flicked at her hips, how she tapped her cat claws on the stone ground, or in the way her eyes darted from one side of the room to the other. She was not happy with her current state. The deep craving that had settled in her belly might have been the worst part. She knew that Toxicity had every intention of taking advantage of the season but Venom was more and more certain that her injury had come to impede those developments in herself. The Empress was still without an Emperor to soothe her aches so the young woman would stew alone and curse her injury and her sex.