Never thought I'd hear from you again

A cold wind blew through as Venom questioned whether it was really all that impossible for them to be hearing their father now. He frowned, shivering lightly against the wind as he looked though the trees again with her, half expecting the figure of Archon to be standing there watching them. He supposed in the grand scheme of everything else they had experienced this season it wasn't all that farfetched, but why their father? Why now? He could hardly even remember Archon at this point and hearing him now... it was perhaps more unsettling than it should be.

But just as suddenly as they came the whispers were gone and his ears fell back uncertainly. Had he even heard them? Or was whatever this was just playing tricks on his mind? He shivered again even though the wind had died down, the chill feeling like it had sunk straight through to his bones. He shifted closer to Venom, pressing his side into hers to try to find some kind of warmth, but it was like a shiver he just couldn't shake. "We should get somewhere warm," he mentioned, his teeth chattering lightly from the constant shivers that shook him.

Plague | Viridis | Procella