babies making booze

Well, dang. They both had zero experience with making booze. Indy wasn't the only one feeling under-confident in this, and her ears planed back uncertainly. Mal just didn't want to mess up, or worse, get someone sick with making their concoction. But ... the process sounded simple enough. Wasn't it?

Well, there was nothing to it but actually doing it. Mal checked with Indy first before taking a jar of the honey and emptying it out into the receptacle that Indy had rolled forward. Once that was done, she started on a second jar, watching the golden liquid puddle into the container. Her brows furrowed slightly as the younger wolf posed the question of actually sealing it. "Ahh... maybe we can find some tanned deer skins and cover the opening with it?" She flicked her ears, laying down the now-empty jar of honey, and swung her gaze to Indy. "And use a strip of leather to tie off the top."