Ravensblood Forest Cuppa joe in the morning

sorry for the wait on this! <3

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Arturo found himself with a rare lull. Breaks were not something the gangster were used to and though he hated being idle for any amount of time the borders were reinforced, Chusi had ventured off to likely give him a heart attack do whatever it was she was doing (he liked to pretend it was something he would approve of) and though her newly minted rank of Heir gave her many more responsibilities and kept her closer to him, under his watchful eye Arturo knew that he could not keep her confined nor stifled. He only wished she would not be so rebellious. Rebellion among his children was not something Ceannasach was used to. His children with Duana hadn't really been all that much of a handful. He'd been fortunate he realized. Trying to analyze why Chusi was acting out as she did only served to give Arturo a headache. He considered that perhaps she was not used to the stability of Teaghlaigh, nor his constant and unwavering presence in her life. Though it was good for her, what she needed, he wondered if it was the root of her teenage rebellion.

He tucked those thoughts away, knowing that stressing over her whereabouts would do more harm than good. He had to trust that she had Teaghlaigh's best interest in her heart and if she decided to disobey him that she knew there would be severe consequences if he ever caught wind of it. Feeling ...bored for the moment and wishing that he could make the trek to visit Lotte he instead headed into the heart of the Ravensblood, figuring that it might be a good time to catch up with the Comhlach's and garner their progress. He caught Dakarai's scent first, mingled heavily with Olive's and diverted his course. He found the injured male soon, fiery red-orange gaze skimming over him for a terse moment before the gangster let out a low chuff of greeting (and to announce his presence).

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