come get your.... drugs

She was rather proud of herself. Voodoo had spent a few weeks making these normally for her own supply. Yet she discovered that being stuck as a thrall had motivated her to immidiately stake her claim. She was not some mouth to feed. Upon the maw shed found a large plank of wood and set it up flat near the trees. On it a few strange bottles that she used to hold her tinctures.

It was seperated into three groups, heavy hitter, medium, and low. She didnt know who used marijuana in the pack, so she had to have options. Carefully after she set up Voodoo sat on one side of the plank. Waiting to give her gift to her packmates and perhaps an opportunity to bond.