ardent

Before I lose my mind

Venom



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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01-19-2021, 01:07 PM
She could feel Plague relax if only subtly as she tried her best to put him at ease. Venom knew he had high expectations of himself, how could he not if he was so stressed about what it took to be successful. She wouldn’t ask him to perform any duties he felt himself uncomfortable with, she’d ask him to attempt to get to that point someday, but certainly not right now. Their eyes met as she spoke to him and then pressed a loving kiss on his cheek before Plague buried his features into her neck. Venom leaned against him, glad to be here for him to rely on as much as the inverse was true. She loved him deeply and wanted Plague to find his way back into the fold. He was already doing so well, she saw him put his heart and soul into training. She saw the devotion in his eyes.

Plague pulled away and the young Empress returned her sunset gaze to him. There was something there, just beyond his eyes that she could see building up. Venom nuzzled his muzzle with brief encouragement as the words left his lips. She was stunned for a moment, mostly because she hadn’t realized what he meant the first go around. Then a little shameful that she’d forced him to be so blunt with her. She appreciated his strength even more. Venom’s lips pulled back in a hint of a grin as she leaned forward to put her head beneath his chin and lift his head.

”If you wish for a husband… I’ll… we’ll figure out something. I want your happiness.” Venom vowed to him softly. She had her own struggles when it came to the commandment to breed. Far from as devoted as Toxicity was, she tried to forge her own way, to hold close to her desires but please their god as well. She knew how conflicting emotions could be, especially for those you cared about. ”You mean so much more to me than how many offspring you can produce.” She chuckled softly and nuzzled into his neck.
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