in my grasp

Already Venom felt like their time here had been fruitful for their goals. Even if none of the wolves gathered before her had the full picture, the Empress was impressed by what she heard from all of them. She was proud of her pack and what they accomplished.

Celeste spoke about the openness of the old Armada lands, and Venom agreed. Flat, without much shelter beyond what they could build. Venom herself was a fan of natural structures. The Matriarch nodded, knowing the words she said were true. Maybe they would make for good hunting lands, but they likely wouldn’t be as defensible or useful.

Sunset eyes shifted to Pleione, who was looking quite proud of herself as she offered her observations and opinion. Like she was really feeling like she was integrating into the pack. She took possession of them with ferocity in her fiery gaze as she spoke up next. She was certain of the decision to take the river, certain their logic was sound.

Plague decided to speak as the devil's advocate when she turned her gaze to him. Her brother and Daimyo brought up a good point as well, the plains would vary their terrain a bit more. Venom’s argument to that fact would be the varied terrain over the islands. She didn’t voice them though, as he mentioned the river being the most logical choice. Venom nodded slightly.

"I’ve been given much to consider, thank you all.” She started as her eyes scanned the horizon once again. "I was reserve judgment until the other teams and completed their tasks, but I believe this will be the land we take under Ashen control.” No one could deny they needed more room, Ashen was vibrant and growing. They needed more room.

"Venom"