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I Don't Like Handheld Soup [Bootie Crafting]



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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11-24-2022, 06:27 PM
Venom paced along with her long lost brother, curious to get a little insight that delved deeper than their brief reunion when he joined Ashen. She did take note of his activity within the pack, so she wished to take him on a scouting mission with her. Venom frequented the territories around Ashen, just to keep an eye on the goings on. That was becoming more difficult with the proximity of everyone else around her, but that wasn’t a thought for today.

The pair of them walked the old Armada lands, swaying through the grasses before Venom noticed a pair of predators. On guard the Empress led Incubus forward, but she relaxed visibly at the sight of them. They looked familiar, Venom couldn’t remember if they had met before. However, the maned wolf looked to be struggling with a crafting project, and Venom’s motherly side stepped forward. She gave a quick glance towards Incubus before saying, "You look like you could use a little help there.” Venom tilted her head slightly in question before she added, "May I?”

"Venom"
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