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The young Empress was glad to stretch her legs again now that she had the all clear that her broken limb was whole. Bothering Hattori while he scouted nearby lands was a perfect return to her old duties. This place was also an important one, if they could manage to amass the resources to settle, the beach would be an excellent choice. With his presence here Venom wondered if Hattori felt the same way.

For a long moment she wanted to argue the validity of his argument out here. Outside Ashen’s borders did they remain to be master and subordinate? Venom already knew the answer so quieted herself and her inner desires as Hattori answered her question.

The winder coming would be difficult on the pack. Already it descended upon them with a vengeance, and they weren’t even half through the season. He followed up with a question of his own. Venom bit back her first off the cuff answer for something more appropriate. Somehow saying that it would have been better with him beside her wouldn’t help anyone’s situation. ”Well enough. It’s easier now without a splint.” The young Empress confessed as she shifted her position on the sand, as though she were restless from holding herself back too stringently.

”You know, I haven’t gotten to truly test my leg since its been healed.” Venom spoke cryptically, something she avoided with Hattori the majority of the time. ”Would you care to help me?” Her eye gained a mischievous glint as she flashed her teeth at him.