Late to the Party

Venom took little pride in her Klein heritage or name, there was more in the Abraxas lineage but Venom preferred to flaunt her own accomplishments rather than her ancestors. She couldn’t be completely sure how Recluse ran Habari, but she knew Sirius was more about an individual’s skills rather than their name. Blitzkrieg seemed to show promise in his physical skills, he was worked somewhere at some point and he’d make his worth apparent swiftly, she was sure. Wherever he wound up.

He didn’t know what direction he wished to take, but wanted shelter and listed the tasks he would eagerly take on to assist the pack and Empire. Venom was silent for a moment as she looked him over, very aware of the pressing boundaries of her pack. ”You are welcome to remain by virtue of our relations, I can offer food and shelter but for a limited time.” (ooc - the timeline is a little convoluted so i’m being vaguely vague) ”Ashen’s borders are full to the brim, however, and I don’t believe your permanent home to be here. I can arrange a meeting with both Ashen’s sister pack, the Armada as well as our cousin Recluse’s pack Habari. Between the two I believe you will find what you seek.”