the empire (of puppies) strikes back

Hattori hadn’t been lying when he said he wished to train the Empire’s youth. They weren’t likely to come to his call, but if the Empress sought after the young underneath their many packs… Venom was going to put her shinobi through his paces. She lay on a raised dais of stone so she might oversee the goings on and help where necessary. With her injury she wouldn’t be much use when it came to sparring, but maybe she’d take on one of the smaller or younger puppies from her perch.

She wore a familiar smirk of light amusement as sunset eyes searched Hattori’s form, the question obvious in her features. How many little ruffians would heed the call? How many of them would show the promise that Venom desperately hoped for? How could she instill loyalty into their hearts? There was much to be seen, and with little prompting the Empress would invite the puppies of the Empire forth for training. This was the next generation, they would do well to know their brothers in arms.