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Botanist Lvl. 1



Venom

Loner

Master Fighter (275)

Master Intellectual (279)

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age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
6724
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,335
player
KatG6

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12-07-2020, 03:21 PM
Venom made her way forth into the world beyond the Empire’s borders for the first time since wounding her leg. She could manage to put weight on it at this point, having been told she was more than half way through the healing process at this point. She could be more mobile and more confident on her current ability. Staying close to the borders she sought out the place where she’d broken her leg.

The Empress wasn’t sure of the whereabouts of her Shinobi, but with the proximity any of her wolves could be at her side in moments. Venom was not one to be scared easily, and her confidence was obvious in the way she carried herself despite the limp in her gait. She also had her giant squirrel with her, and while he couldn’t fly his vantage in the canopy was invaluable. As she limped along Poison returned to her with a warning bark. While she would find no danger in the wolf up ahead the squirrel had ample reason to be alarmed.

Venom didn’t try to coax him down as she continued forward to find sight of the wolf with his devoured meal. He had much the same build and look as a Klein, and though she knew she had hardly met all of them she had no doubt this was not a long lost relative like Blitz had been. The young Empress watched him with her warm sunset gaze but her expression held nothing to read as she looked him over. His attention on a small patch of flowers, something her mother would have been much more interested in than she felt.

She said nothing while observing his movements, far enough away she wasn’t a threat but close enough to be considered rude to not announce her presence.
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