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ARMADA PACK MEETING



Venom

Loner

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8 Years
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Female
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Light
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05-02-2021, 04:09 AM
White gloved paws pulled her forward over the borders that separated the Armada from Ashen. A border that was just as well patrolled as any other but blended the scents of the two packs into something so much more than just a shared border. Venom wasn’t often called to meetings of the Armada but she didn’t feel anything amiss until she appeared among the gathered wolves.

Sunset gaze moved to Sirius and she approached him, taking in his withered appearance and noticing the lack of Azure’s presence. Venom peered around again just to be sure but the tension in the air only helped to weigh her heart down. The young Empress moved to sit near Sirius, silent as she waited for his words and worried over what he would say.
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