join the festivities

Venom was not incredibly old in years, just now reaching middle age, but her life had been anything but easy and her childhood had been ripped away from her far too soon. So she had become wise beyond her years. She wasn’t so much older than Artorias, but their beginnings were quite different.

Artorias accepted her invitation with humble grace, remembering the gift that she had brought to his own wedding to Briar. Venom grinned and gave him a respectful nod, so grateful to have allies such as Artorias and the Hallows behind him. "I think bringing all the children together will be good for them,” She chuckled lightly. Having so many guests to Ashen had already helped her own young ones to begin to develop relationships with the young wolves of the next generation.

"Venom"