World So Cold

Unknown voices did not often come to call the Empress from her borders. She was not summoned by name only by title so this was no known friend to the Empire. Slightly curious, and more so defensive, Venom made her way from a lesson with Shuriken towards the border. She wore a neutral expression as her slender form slipped through ivory trees and eventually emerged to find the source of the voice she heard. She had no doubt Hattori would be behind her, visible or not. Venom approached the strangers on white gloved paws, and flicked her tongue as she took in the wolves before her.

An older man, looking much like life hadn’t been entirely kind to him, with a near yearling at his side. Her gaze was scrutinizing as her voice filled the air. ”You’ve summoned the Empress of the Ashen Empire, what business do you have here?”