dirty paws

She found herself spending much more time here in the rocks so she could have more access to her young nieces and nephews. They brought out a different side of her, one that felt joy and celebrated their sweet innocence. She wasn’t sure that she would ever be tired of such interaction, now that she had nieces and nephews to enjoy was all the better. She could give them back to their mother and father instead of them coming home with her. Not that she could get tired of being around their sweet faces.

White gloved paws carried her towards Chimera’s den, and again she searched for a wandering pup to take under her wing for the day. Perhaps a patrol together would coax one of the young ones out with her. For now Venom sat herself near the den, hoping her presence would coax a curious puppy her direction.

"Venom"