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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, 06:43 PM
He smirked as she grimaced, it wasn’t his poor attempt to lighten the mood it was a wave of pain that washed over her battered form. She didn’t actually have an injury worse than a bruise but they were deep and she was going to be incredibly sore. She had no desire to bite him even if he deserved it right now. As she faltered from her attempt to get up Maverick was there trying to steady her.

She hissed through her teeth as her hip radiated pain and she was forced by the sensation and Maverick’s paws. Surprise replaced her expression as his toes traced her form and he concentrated on finding all of her injuries. He was forced to shift more than once as she flinched and cringed under his touch. It was surprisingly gentle despite the wounds his paws traced over. Part of her couldn’t believe nor enjoyed that this was the man that found her, but the stronger part of her was thankful for the supportive paws that helped hold her weight.

Still a bit dazed there was no protest, only relief as she let him hold her. There were very few moments in her life where control was relinquished, and however frightened Venom felt an unexplainable comfort that surrounded her as Maverick took her into his protection. She held herself up as Maverick turned to his bag to fetch the plants within. Venom recognized the smell but did not refuse, the most she offered was a squinted eye as he fed her the buds. She wanted so badly to question his use of the title ‘princess’ but she was still trying to save her breath.

As she swallowed Maverick was shifting again, sunset eyes widened in surprise as he pushed his head under her chest and hoisted her to his back as if she weighed nothing. Venom used her sore limbs to hold on tight. The role reversal took her back to when she was much younger, and for a split second she lamented the mistake that brought her here, but the warmth of Maverick’s body and his kindness in the darkness brought a small smile to her lips as she embraced him and the role of vulnerability.

"I won’t fall.” She told him, expecting a quick trip back to Ashen. He seemed to pause in silent decision. He was taking her home right? The anxiety over putting her life in his paws was already gone and the sudden realization didn’t really touch her mind. The herb didn’t take long to begin to lace her mind with its effects.

"Venom"
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