Ravensblood Forest blood flutes

Olive was always amazed at the speed which business could get done. When all parties involved were keen on efficiency, decisions could be made rather quickly. These types of transactions were something entirely new to Olive; her entire life had been composed of whims and emotions, letting her incorporeality guide her movements across the earth’s crust. There was little room left in her mind for plans, deals and strategy. Arturo was a no-frills kind of man, whereas Olive was composed almost entirely of frills… but that was exactly what made Arturo a good leader, their Ceannasach. Arturo’s business acumen and intuition was fascinating to the woman and she admired his shrewdness of character. 

Of course, the decision to accept a new Comlach lay with Arturo, but the rest of the decision lay with Armand. Simply meeting the leadership and gaining acceptance was one thing [an easy decision for Ceannasach to make after a few probing questions], but to be indoctrinated into the family was another entirely. It took more than just a passing whim to become a part of Teaghlaigh, it took skill and conviction. The femme knew this to be different than the other packs that made domicile along the coast and inlands, and that fact made Olive proud. In this way, she were surrounded by individuals with dedication and conviction. The return on investment, in Olive’s eyes, was great. 

The sylph listened to the words fly between Armand and Arturo, taking mental notes on how she might be able to leverage these questions in the future. She appeared to have done well with Dakarai and Armand, but [if she were going to bring home all manner of broken things] it would serve her well to correctly vet them before bringing Arturo into it.

The sentence was passed and the assignment was delegated, to Olive’s glee. When Arturo introduced himself, the woman did nothing to hide her excitement. A grin pulled the corners of her mouth upwards and she beamed towards the boy at her side. Olive allowed Armand a moment to respond before bumping him gently on the shoulder with her own and softly saying to him “See? When things go wrong, they serve to guide us in the right direction.”