Never Know What You'll Find

Venom’s sunset gaze searched the wrestling underbrush by the water just as Rebel was squinting and looking harder herself. The Empress tilted her head slightly as she scanned the area for any threats. Weak animals were a beacon to predators, herself included. Bel saw it first, and pointed her mother’s attention with excitement as the small jackal pup revealed itself unintentionally. Obviously scared, and quite scraggly looking, Venom couldn’t help but wonder if it had been abandoned. The old rule, more are born than can survive, was strong in nature this spring.

Rebel was confused, Venom watched as the girl went from curious excitement to confused concern as she looked up and down the stream, searching for a way to get across. Venom stayed close to her as she found a tiny path, she was ready to scoop the girl out of the water if and when she fell in.

Venom walked a fine line between hovering and standing back to let her children make their own mistakes and triumphs. She was there behind Bel, supporting her if she needed it as she approached the frightened puppy. As she suspected, Rebel didn’t take long to ask her mother to keep the abandoned jackal. She shook her head amusedly, "Of course, my dear.” It had only been a few weeks ago that she had found the little ocelot kitten for Renegade. "Lets be sure there are no parents around though. I’ll look around for a den.”

"Venom & Maverick"