Into the Sunset

Venom nodded her head slightly in response as the tall man lifted himself to offer a proper greeting. Venom got the feeling his actions were from reflex rather than his knowledge of her rank, he wore a warm grin that normally would have easily drawn her in. Venom unknowingly built a wall that obscured much of the reality around her. Still, he was warm enough to eat through her defenses enough to linger for some small talk as he introduced himself and asked for her name.

Uncertainty filled her, but she filtered the emotions with a curious flick of her forked tongue as she hesitated slightly before giving her name. ”Venom, it’s a pleasure.” She replied almost on auto pilot. How far had she allowed herself to fall? She was glad he was a loner, and wouldn’t be bringing this interaction back to any alphas.

None of her odd behavior seemed to affect his hospitality any, Gareth was swiftly off into the next question and inviting her to his hearth to share the meal he was cooking. Venom had assumed her following the scent was more curiosity than hunger, but before she could decline her stomach gurgled and whined softly. She couldn’t really pinpoint her last real meal.

”If you insist.” She finally relented, trying to remember the reason she was out here to begin with. Taking time to herself, and learning other perspectives. At the least she could talk to what she assumed was a nomad like this. ”It smells very good.” She tried to add after she accepted, and suddenly felt completely outside her element. The Empress, who hadn’t specified her title, tried not to let the cracks beneath show as she awkwardly sat down.


"Venom"