"Who is that basket for?" the mean wolf asked."It-it is for my Grandma," the woman shyly answered."Would you like some company?" the wolf offered rath...r rudely in my opinion."My grandma told me n-never to talk to strangers," Red squeaked.I have now had enough. I would much rather that the nervousness that the pretty blonde felt be because of me and not because of some mean wolf. I took my crossbow out of my pocket and took aim. I heard the poison dart zing through the air and strike the wolf's. Many of these animals would be taken in stasis to be eaten at the other side. Many of the AIs attended the abattoirs to learn the necessary butchering skills. The best animals would be used for breeding stock on Mars and Porquenta.She decided that for the volumes that were being looked at in the future, it was necessary to assemble animals over time and do progressive deliveries rather than filling two fleets of massive cargo ships all at once, as they were doing this time. They were used to. The other half had to carry two spears and those things weren’t light. I guess it was incentive to become a better archer, so that you could go into combat carrying a light bow instead of two heavy spears.The system made each company a complete force with swords, shields, spears, and archers, able to deal with anything they faced. Except maybe artillery, and they hadn’t had to face that yet. Our ships had, but not our soldiers. Tony was still thinking about what we’d do if our army had to face. Jim had met with Christine. And they had hit it off well. What surprised Carol was that Jim had insisted on Carol's inclusion on any physical festivities. To which Christine totally agreed. And stated loudly that she would go with Jim to visit Carol any time night or day, or go alone if Carol needed a fuck or just a cuddle. Or just to have someone to talk to.Carol had decided that even if she got out of here alive, she would not want Christine outside of her marriage. The woman was just too.