like two cats in a bag
venom
10-23-2021, 01:57 PM
Tyrian considered her words for a moment; trying to suss out where she might be going with that or what, if anything else, Venom might be aiming for besides the obvious. The statement on its face was perfectly innocuous even if he didn't fully agree with it. He liked to think he had more in common with his friends than their mutual interests. Camaraderie, in his opinion, couldn't be shoehorned into such a simple statement. "Hmmm," he rumbled noncommittally before smirking softly, "I'll grant you that shared interests can make a lot of foundational work easy." He canted his head to the side and regarded Venom speculatively after she mentioned wishing her sister well. "Do you?" The question, though perhaps invasive, was asked honestly and without any harshness of tone. Pestilence's ill feelings ran deep enough for her to sic her pack upon her family and it was in Fireside's best interest to know if that level of animosity was mutual. Not forgotten was Pestilence's claim that the former queen wished to send her here as a spy. This queen was not the last one, but she did have the tongue of a snake. So there was that possible omen. "I was under the impression Ashen was never a happy place for her." "" |
