Venom waited for the rest of the wolves to dissipate before descending from her perch and finding her own very young apprentice. Six months was usually the age at which she preferred pups take the title, but she was proud of her niece’s initiative. The only one of Toxicity’s brood to seek her out today. That fact would already begin to give her a rise above her siblings. Not just in Venom’s eyes but her skills as well. Venom smirked lightly and flicked her tongue slowly as she gazed down at the beautiful child.

”Alright, Faith.” Venom started softly, lowering first her hips to the ground and following with her shoulders. She tilted her head curiously now that they were eye level. ”Where should we begin?” Just how much initiative did the child have, and more importantly would Venom be able to answer her questions. They’d let Tox be the arbiter of all things Abraxas, Venom would help in every other aspect. And while it was cold she could explain some theory to what little she knew about plants, but they’d be better off exploring that topic when spring returned.

Faith Abraxas

To say that Faith was proud of having been chosen to study under her aunt and empress would have been an understatement, though she tried to keep herself looking humble, even if she wasn't quite able to totally reign it in. Her aunt lowered herself to be eye level with the girl and she blinked, cocking her head to the side as she considered her aunt's question.

The girl wasn't sure... She didn't want to ask anything stupid and she wasn't totally sure how to differentiate exactly what her aunt would cover that her mother wouldn't... She figured any further god questions were still better directed at her mother, but her aunt was the empress, right? That meant she knew how to hold and wield power... which is what Faith wanted to learn as well. She was clearly a little unsure as she spoke next:

"I want to know how to speak... well?" She really wasn't sure how to explain it, but she knew her words were her best offense, unlike many others Faith was not interested in the art of war, but she also wasn't willing to believe that that was the only way to wield power.

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To say the least Faith seemed eager to train with her and Venom appreciated the enthusiasm. The girl was a proper little princess though, and held her emotions at bay for the most part. Toxicity was teaching them well thus far, and as Faith spoke Venom wasn’t overly surprised. Her expression shifted to a proud looking smirk as she approved of where the tiny child was going. Her desire did not lay in proving her strength, her form was slim and likely wouldn’t turn into any impressive type of build.

”Much of speaking well will come with practice. Minding your manners and grammar, refraining from cursing or using slang.” Venom started rather broadly, but they could hone in on the areas that needed most developed. ”A lot of speaking is also body language.” She added. ”I wanted to make you feel more comfortable, so I’m here at your eye level.” Slowly Venom lifted herself to her paws. ”If I lift myself up and stare down at you I’m sending a much different message than only a moment ago.” Venom aimed to loom over the pup as she demonstrated her point. The Empress didn’t linger here, and swiftly returned to her belly beside Faith.