Ravensblood Forest Dreamland

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“Relax,” Ceannasach told her. “Don't stress yourself out. If it is too much for you do not take it on. You know your limits, stick to them.” He instructed quietly, deep, smoky, accented voice unassuming and made to soften as the words spilled forth from betwixt his lips. He did not want Aster exhausting herself with things she needn't. The Family took care of it's own, that much was true, but it was his job to carry the heavy burden of stress and worry. His shoulders were built for the weight of leadership, but Furiosa shouldered half of it herself. He realized that she desired to be a Counselor, much like himself, but Arturo Fearghal was not an open book and the things that weighed heavy on his mind besides the standard worries of a leader were not anything he felt inclined to share. He gave a small clear of his throat when she asked about his trades. “Scout, specifically Ambassador,” A good skill, he thought, for him considering. “Counselor, mentor for right now.” Chusi was a delight to teach and raise and she was quick to learn. Past those, he had not yet decided.

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