In the Weeds

Venom got where she was after many victories and defeats, the only constant was perseverance. She wanted the throne, she wanted to serve her people and prove she was the best for that position. Toxicity was the only one to truly challenge that position. Venom was made to lead her people, and that was a fact she would not allow anyone to forget. Really, there were many similarities between her and the young alpha in front of her, and both of them realized the benefit that might provide both packs.

Artoris thanked her for her soft words, but didn’t stop there. Venom tilted her head curiously as he offered a proposition. Chimera was already working towards allying himself with the Hallows, and Artorias wanted to see her merged with that deal. A Klein like smirk replaced her concerned expression at the thought. From the moment he and Ulric had crossed into Ashen for talks that day she had seen the potential in an ally like the two of them. Artorias was a talented leader, but it would take more experience to make him a great one.

”You possess wisdom beyond your years, Artorias.” Was all the comment she would give him after he reminded her to take her time in making her decision, but really she already had. Their next visit would be much more revealing. ”We are already friends,” she told him warmly without hesitation. ”We will make it officially so the next we meet in a professional setting.” Venom chuckled as she accepted the last couple of berries from his extended paw.