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Venom



Venom

Loner

Master Fighter (275)

Master Intellectual (279)

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age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
6724
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
1,335
player
KatG6

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02-21-2022, 06:35 PM
He gave her a little suggestion after she agreed to take her turn, still hesitant as she took her position. Venom had to really push through the feeling of hesitancy, this was potentially very dangerous. Worse than that was keeping up her appearance while hanging from the end of a rope was impossible. This was not like her at all. Somehow she pushed past the thoughts and her own limitations. Venom went through the motions like she’d choreographed everything perfectly.

She took the rope in her jaws at the perfect moment and released without any trouble over the ocean water. Venom was a warrior and she had complete control over her body which was her weapon. That control was obvious in the way her body twisted in the air and flawlessly hit the water. For a long few moments Venom was alone beneath the water. There wasn’t anything that existed other than the mystical underwater world around her.

The Empress didn’t expect applause as she surfaced, but smirked lightly as she lifted herself from the water up to the path up the cliff. Her wet fur clung to her form, her quills were even more pronounced. She snorted as he teased her, and reiterated the prize for putting her trust in the complete stranger. Not that they were both soaking wet and all curiosity and adventure aside he would finally ask her name.

Venom waited until she was level with him again to speak, she hadn’t ever been a fan of shouting, even now as the adrenaline still lingered in her veins. As she walked she would debate internally what she wished to tell him. She hinted at her rank in the pack over their shoulder, but he didn’t really seem like he cared he was in the presence of royalty. Maybe it was better that way.

"Venom Klein Abraxas,” She offered with a small tilt of her head, but the confidence in her stance hinted to her place in the hierarchy. "And who are you, that put me up to all of this?” She questioned him softly, but not near as nicely with his subtle amusement.


"Venom"
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