you call and say I'm arctic

Venom followed Hattori to the beach on the other side of the ocean to where the islands sat. There was often activity here, but the resources it held were still valuable if they could chase away the rabble. Her limp was completely gone now, her leg fully healed after a season of healing. She felt stronger than ever now that she was allowed to return to her paces. Hopefully the pack was ready for her return. There was life within Ashen, but much like her it seemed locked away to heal. Like the Ash it was named for the pack would rise again from their ashes.

With her eyes on the ocean, Venom reclined near Hattroi’s massive frame. Far enough apart to keep up with propriety. The Shogun reminded her twice now of their contract and she wouldn’t make him do so a third time. ”What are you thinking?” She asked softly, only barely audible over the sound of the ocean breeze.