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Venom made her way through the battlefield so she could avoid the other packs on her way back to Ashen. She was quite tempted to go and visit Avalon, but at this point she was tired, her heart hurt, and she missed her family far too much to dally any longer. Seeing Iki had refreshed her, but leaving had been hard. Thankfully they had a date when she would see her again, but for now the solitude was deafening. White gloved paws carried her onward, bringing her to the plateau.

This place was quite unique compared to much of Boreas, though not so much if she was comparing to the Hallow’s castle. Ancient artifacts of the creatures that ruled the world before wolves were scattered everywhere and the Empress was forced to watch her step lest she trip or cut her toe on rusty metal. Her attention was easily taken from her heavy heart as she curiously inspected the items as she went by.

"Venom"