Lone Roamer

Venom had always been well spoken and serious, it came naturally and she was raised to believe her superiority. From a young age she yearned for the throne she now held. Ruling an empire was thick in her blood and from before she could remember she was training to be here. Venom did not make light of her position. The stranger seemed surprised at her title, and did not keep his opinions secret. Venom smirked lightly, at least he could comprehend her royal stature.

He was from a long way off, fell into misfortune, and was now all alone. Venom had never been in his shoes. She always had the Empire at her back. ”No, I.. Am not really sure what your kind are. I’ve never seen one that looks like you.” She admitted her ignorance, a special treat for Kione that wasn’t often given out.

Venom tilted her head curiously as he questioned her further. Clarifying what she said. Too busy to have fun? The last amount of fun she had was her trip to that Auster isle with her husband and even that was riddled with pack work because there was no rest for an alpha, that was the price she paid. Then she chuckled at his offer. Help with her chores if she could spare some time for a game.

”That is far too generous,” but his loneliness was showing as he offered himself up. ”But if you insist. I’m scouting the woods for prey and predator to better organize my hunters and warriors. You could help me with this task.” She offered him, not certain she was comfortable returning with him to the pack yet.