a golden cage is still a cage

Venom didn’t really expect to be corrected after offering a rest and food to go on to the Armada. Banshee belonged to Sirius, and yet it was Ashen where she would seek her refuge. Venom couldn’t deny that Verity looked very tired, but it wasn’t just getting rest. She wanted her daughter to be raised here in the pack that she knew from her own childhood. The Empress could empathize with wanting the best for her child. The Armada was a militant pack, if the girl didn’t have a talent for fighting, she would likely do better somewhere like here. Banshee was putting her daughter first, and Venom could admire that quality.

"Then you may have your place. I’ll place you both in an apprentice role until you can prove yourselves. Ashen has a couple healers who will be happy to teach you.” Venom offered, "Welcome home.” She added with a gesture as she offered to lead them to a meal and warm, dry place to sleep.

"Venom"