lessons with auntie

To say the least Faith seemed eager to train with her and Venom appreciated the enthusiasm. The girl was a proper little princess though, and held her emotions at bay for the most part. Toxicity was teaching them well thus far, and as Faith spoke Venom wasn’t overly surprised. Her expression shifted to a proud looking smirk as she approved of where the tiny child was going. Her desire did not lay in proving her strength, her form was slim and likely wouldn’t turn into any impressive type of build.

”Much of speaking well will come with practice. Minding your manners and grammar, refraining from cursing or using slang.” Venom started rather broadly, but they could hone in on the areas that needed most developed. ”A lot of speaking is also body language.” She added. ”I wanted to make you feel more comfortable, so I’m here at your eye level.” Slowly Venom lifted herself to her paws. ”If I lift myself up and stare down at you I’m sending a much different message than only a moment ago.” Venom aimed to loom over the pup as she demonstrated her point. The Empress didn’t linger here, and swiftly returned to her belly beside Faith.