Perfect Preparations

Maverick didn’t offer any argument as she spoke briefly about her plan for the feasts that were to come. He agreed simply before leading the way into the cellar structure. The smell of preserved meats, fruits, and liquor filled her senses pleasantly. Almost as pleasant as Maverick’s presence and assistance. No matter the task, Venom knew she could count on her sky pelted brute to be there for her. She nuzzled his hip, and trailed herself along his side as she stood beside him.

Her sunset gaze glanced over the array of resources that were available and Maverick was confident that Ashen could be just as generous as her heart desired. Venom chuckled slightly, impressed and proud of the bounty they had. The hard work of her wolves was visually obvious. He mentioned alcohol as well as the possibility of keeping that here for themselves. "Maybe not that generous.” She teased as her white gloved paws started to decide what would be best to offer to such a huge festival.

She selected carefully, picking and choosing some of the best bits of each option they had at their disposal. Venom wouldn’t hold herself back in her aid, she didn’t know why but there was a deep desire to offer more and more. Despite what she said there were a couple of bottles chosen to offer as well.

"Venom & Maverick"