im not calling you dad

She had to keep moving, Venom had spent enough time resting that she could finally get the clear to begin exercising again. Getting out into the world was slow to begin with but now she was feeling good enough to make her way over the border to the Armada. She was half sick of the palace and though the shrin was comforting she wanted to press her abilities. White gloved paws carried the Empress over the border she shared with her warlord.

Her steps were slow and deliberate, she still couldn’t put much weight on her leg yet, but she was working on hiding the limp that refused to go away. She knew that she wasn’t even half way through the healing process, but going from the Empress of a bustling Empire to cripple confined to her den was more difficult than she might have admitted. She was half making her way here to see if she could commemorate with Sirius for a little while.