grammy took me splorin'

Little Delphi was no different than her own father, or her young aunts and uncles. Perhaps it was a natural Klein trait to be fearless in the face of the unknown. Venom couldn’t decide if it was an endearing quality or just a dangerous one. Perhaps it just depended on the pup in question. Delphi was quite good at listening when told what to do, made obvious by her first reluctance to explore this place.

The two of them came to the fork in the road and the young girl was given the decision as to which way they were going. Delphi paused, and seemed to summon all of her concentration as if she could make a wrong decision. With her own red stained paw, which then made her cute little white chin red, she debated. The girl was lucky she had her grandma there to escort her, it wouldn’t take much investigation to realize where she had been today had she disobeyed.

The girl eventually made her decision and to the left they would go. "To the left!” Venom reiterated and gestured for Delphi to lead the way. There were no sudden drops to worry about so the girl could run quite freely. They wouldn’t be walking for very long when the elevation would begin to change though, they were slowly going down further, and before long the curving smooth sides of the canyon began to converge above their head, leading them into a cave. By now the faint sound of water could be heard, and Delphi could easily guess what was in store for them.

"Venom & Maverick"