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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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04-15-2022, 03:50 PM
She gasped for breath and tried to lift her head from the hard earth but her head was spinning and her chest was heavy. The pain from the fall was secondary from being able to breathe properly and for a moment she wondered if she would die from the fall. Then her vision began to clear and her vision focused from the flash of white. For a moment she didn’t know where she was and then the sharp pain set in and everything came back as she cringed into herself. Everything hurt and she didn’t want to move.

Then she heard her name. The voice wasn’t familiar at first, and she forced her eyes open to look up where she fell from. It was harder to see the details, but she did recognize Maverick’s coat. Her vision fogged again as he told her not to move, and that was an easy command to follow. There was no choice at the moment.

Venom could tell that Maverick was making his way down, and she managed to lift her head higher this second time when he took a trip down the ravine. For a moment she thought they were both done for, but the unforgettable man was on his paws and at her side like he hadn’t fallen. There was much more concern in his voice than she would expect of him, but she was still a little too dazed to take full realization as he looked her over.

The Empress finally caught her breath as he went on to tease her about biting his toes if he dared to help her now. "No, no biting.” She hadn’t said anything before, and her words still came out in gasps as she tried to get her paws beneath her. The front two supported her, though she felt weak, the problem lie in her rear leg. She tried to push herself up on her right hip, but the leg would bear no weight.

"Venom"
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