when you've seen my best and worst

While she found herself in Auster there was one place that she would in full conscious find herself seeking out. Ulric and Artorias had visited her some time ago, though she had seen the Aegis recently she had to stop now. Venom wasn’t sure she was in the best mental state to negotiate anything between the two packs, but she would be as honest with the young alpha as she could. She saw the small ways he admired her, and Venom didn’t want to disappoint him when he was her in a lesser state to her once regal presence.

The self deprecating attitude was not becoming of the Ashen Empress and she made herself lift her head as white gloved paws brought her to the Hallows border. Venom was alone out here, no one but her companions accompanied her and that was part of her cathartic experience. She had to learn to be alone again, that much was obvious after her visit with Chimera.

For now, she couldn’t pass the Austern pack without stopping by. There was no schedule to meet or hurry to be had, despite it being a half political visit she would be taking time for herself. Slowly Venom was finding her own again, but she still had a long way to go. Hopefully she’d manage to keep most of it to herself to keep up appearances, or maybe not. Time would tell along with Artorias personal interest.

Venom did eventually tilt her head back to call for the blue pelted alpha to greet her at the border. There was no urgency in her voice, and she left him all the room in the world to ignore her call, not that she really expected of the younger gentleman. Venom would lower herself to her haunches to wait, her mind still reeling. She didn’t know how this particular meeting would go with everything weighing on her shoulders.


"Venom"