border patrol

Venom’s white gloved paws carried her over the red stained rocks of the territory. The moonlight that filtered down over her and the lands desaturated everything and left it in a light blue glow. Her midnight patrol had only just started, this was a comforting habit that she had no intention of dropping. Making certain her borders were secure and everything was quiet. There was never anything of interest between herself and Valhalla lands, they were always just as quiet as Ashen and she could be assured the borders would not be assaulted. Certainly not by Valhalla, and with a pack in the way not from foreign intruders.

This was always the most enjoyable part of the patrol, and would have been the most surprising if something had been amiss. Venom continued onward, her mind wandering lightly as she transitioned from the border between themselves and their neighbor to unclaimed territory.

"Venom"