Ravensblood Forest the seeds of promise

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Furiosa's question aimed at Isley admittedly threw the gangster for an unexpected loop and his fiery gaze slid to rest upon her, brows furrowed before his gaze slid then to Isley, where it locked, ears cupped forward to hear her response. There was something that unsettled Ceannsach about couples mating, or rather having made the decision to do so without first seeking his permission. As pups were raised by the pack he did not like the idea of females of Teaghlaigh that were old enough to go into heat all pushing out offspring. It was hard work for the pack, would take their resources and time. No, at the very least he should get a say on the matter. He wasn't an unreasonable man by any stretch of the imagination. So long as they could support the babes and his permission was sought he would not harbor issues. Clearly, he would have to establish his stance on that particular subject at the family meeting. So, if it happened there would be no shock when he dealt with the pups how he thought best, though admittedly, it was not a position the gangster wanted to ever find himself in.

Isley's answer satisfied him, for the moment and he relaxed having not even realized that he'd grown tense at all. He would not have Teaghlaigh overrun by children, and he would not jeopardize his own children when that time came. He gave a slight clear of his throat before he gestured to the borders, remembering that he had intercepted Isley on a patrol of them. “I believe we've kept Isley from her patrol, perhaps we can continue this conversation on the go?” He suggested to the two women with a charming smile.

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