you call and say I'm arctic

Venom barely uttered his name and Hattori was lifting himself from her thin frame. She breathed in heavily, but swiftly managed to catch her breath as soon as he released her. The young Empress didn’t shift for a long moment, her back pressed to the sand and her white gloved paws resting at her chest as the Shogun sought after her health. She took in another deep breath and rolled to her feet away from Hattori.

Sunset gaze closed tight as she shook out her pelt and shook out the lingering desire that refused to leave her be despite her second given warning. They were in a professional relationship and the lines were better left uncrossed. Especially if he decided that Ashen was no longer where his contract should be based. Venom tried not to think about him leaving the Empire, but a leader should be prepared for every eventuality. However much she desired his freedom and every moment that would entail.

She gave herself another smaller shake to set her fur and quills in their proper place before she returned her attention to Hattori. All evidence of his effect on her neatly removed. ”I’m fine, a fair test to my leg.” Venom returned as she straightened herself and swept any semblance of hurt pride into the sand. ”I expected nothing less.”