need my cuddle bug

Hattori gave her a quick reassuring nod as she spoke of what she wished. Fireside wouldn’t escape her notice, maybe at one point her mother had seen some kind of potential there. Venom did not. Pestilence might have been alive, but that didn’t mean they were kin any longer. For now they had their target and it would not be deviated from with these new developments. Fireside had done her a favor of sorts, she’d seen the enthusiasm of her pack and their eagerness to take up arms in defense. They were a far cry from the wolves of Winterfell’s raid. In no small part to the man in front of her.

Venom’s sunset gaze lingered on his features as he spoke, she had already put the fights from her mind. However, her dance with the raider had indeed been unique. He had amused her greatly however much she had to nurse her wounds after. What really had her notice now was the revelations in Hattori’s voice. He was much more revealing now, but they were both much more open in each other’s presence.

”A Fireside raider.” She answered truthfully, having never gotten his name the half a year before when they met. ”Not long after I took my new role,” Perhaps about the same time the two of them met. ”I met him while exploring nearby, but never got his name.” Venom explained further, wondering if she’d put any worries he might have to rest. ”He was a worthy opponent.” She admitted afterward, having felt the sting of loss along with his teeth. "Why do you ask?" She pressed softly as she returned her gaze to the fire and stretched her toes towards its warmth.