in my grasp

Without the option of being able to take the beaches freely Venom had already settled her mind on an alternative. Though she did desire the Obsidian beach, she was not yet willing or prepared to take the lands by force. As she had asked, Celeste had scouted the surrounding lands just as Venom had. The idea that the island dwelling pack would have another territory in which to fish had been too sweet to pass up. Still, she brought along a couple other pack members to glean another opinion. Perhaps their eyes would see something she had surpassed.

White gloved paws carried the Empress towards the river, right in the middle of the territory. Her sunset gaze never really ceased in scanning their surroundings. Not because she thought there was danger, but she couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. There was no secret in the way she led her procession out into the wilds in hopes of taking the lands for her own use. She just suspected she wasn’t the only one to decide this was a plentiful place to take advantage of.

"Tell me what you know of the river. Or, what you think of it.” She added a caveat for those that were unaware or hadn’t been here before now. Venom’s gaze was torn from the brush, certain she had seen movement, and looked to each of her gathered companions.


"Venom"