Before I lose my mind

Venom had her own doubts and worries that she hid from the world, much like Plague there was conflict behind conflict in her mind. She knew that life beyond this plane was possible, she’d talked to their father on multiple occasions now. However Venom never truly felt loyal to the god they were descended from. If she was a goddess herself then why was it expected of her to worship and follow another god? How many of the teachings, when confronted with them in reality, would she refuse to invoke and make her own choice? Those were the difficult questions to answer, and if she struggled to decipher and decide why would she expect Plague to be any different.

She nuzzled back into his fur from the chill of the air as he answered hesitantly. Concerned about his own place in becoming a father and continuing their line. What if he fell for someone that couldn’t conceive? ”I wouldn’t dwell much on hypotheticals right now.” She offered quietly. ”Perhaps your wife can’t conceive, there are many healers in the Armada, maybe its nothing but a bit of effort that could get you puppies. There’s always a surrogate slave or something…” She pondered softly but felt like she was going into excess. ”Until we can expand our borders I’m not sure we’ll be able to welcome any new Abraxas.” Venom reached up to kiss his cheek. ”Right now it's enough to have you here to rely on, you've not failed anyone.”