Perfect Preparations

Venom smirked and agreed that perhaps offering up some of their more quality liquors was being a mite too generous. The pair of wolves had been together long enough to start thinking on the same wavelengths. Still, the Empire had plenty of surplus to offer without cutting into their own rations, and they had ample opportunity to be generous. Maverick followed behind Venom as she perused their stores, carrying a bushel to collect the items they deemed worthy of donating to the feast. As she waved a white-gloved paw over her selections, Mav would snatch them up and toss them into the large wicker basket. His Empress was indeed feeling generous today, as their basket was soon filling with an abundance of meats, fishes, cockles and shrimp, fresh fruits and vegetables, even some wild clover honey.

As their donations neared the top of the basket, Venom surprised him by pointing out a couple of bottles of alcohol to donate as well. Maverick gave her a questioning look as if to ask if she was sure, then placed them carefully atop the pile of food when she confirmed her wishes. With her selections made, Venom began to head for the stairs, her consort close behind carrying their bushel of food. On the way out, however, the sly brute paused by the liquor racks and surreptitiously placed a couple bottles of high proof bourbon he'd found in with the others. If they were giving away some alcohol, they might as well make sure it was the good stuff!

"Venom & Maverick"