Progress Report

The day had concluded into late evening as Venom was carried by white gloved paws to the meeting place by the glowing shrine. Her purpose was a bit overdue, this was meant to be done in spring and not now as they were in mid summer. Better late than never right? Perhaps an Empress was like a wizard, never late or early, always just on time. She chuckled at the thought as she drew herself to the dias that framed her during meetings. Venom didn’t mean to make herself seem more intimidating now, but what she had to say was important so the place she decided to call for her wolf was in great consideration.

Venom lowered herself to her haunches before lifting her head to call for Ciannait, she had been in the peasant rank for far too long.

"Venom"