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</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Raelyn paused slightly, noticing the way that he gave her a bemused look, maybe she was making some progress. As he informed her of the attack, the female wondered if that was the reason the wolves were there. It had been a growing problem, or so she assumed from the reports she'd investigated. The witch noticed how hard it seemed to be for him to move, yet he seemed to entertain her. The brush of strong digits against her supple flesh had the female inhaling softly. Oh, she missed his touch more than she cared to admit. The memories of her youth were filled with lust and romance, and they may well have changed but they were still charged with feeling. She'd missed him since she'd left, but she refused to admit too much of it. Raelyn had a job, and unfortunately she seemed more pressured to perform than she did to seek her own happiness.<br/>
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The witch contemplated giving him a kick to his injured leg when he commented on her height. However, the closeness of his form and the way the heat radiated from him was all too alluring for her to care. The image of him seemed... alluring but also in need. Raelyn couldn't help but gaze in the gaps of his tattered shirt, he was even more filled out than she remembered. Rae took the plates from his hands and started to set the table, placing them down neatly before returning to the wolf. Her gaze lingered on his for a moment before dropping to her knees in a squat. It was that or bending over, she figured that a glimpse down of her cleavage was better than seeing them drift down in her bra.<br/>
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Healing spells weren't easy to do, but Raelyn had spent a long time honing herself in a few specialities since she had the time, and she had to know more than her coven. Being a leader wasn't just bloodline, it was knowledge. The female placed one hand on his thigh, the other down below his knee. She didn't speak, she simply closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. It would feel tingly, as if something was brushing over his skin. Raelyn's energy forced into Lyfe, surging around the wound to begin repairing it. His leg wouldn't be fully healed, but the majority of bone and muscle would be. It was clear to see the energy fading from her features, as if the spell had taken a piece of her. It took her a moment of assessing his leg to be content before she rose back up to her feet. The woman didn't say a word, she simply gathered some of the bread she'd cut up and dished it out onto the plates.<br/>
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The female had considered telling him that there was no way he could be a bitch and complain now, but it may leave him in silence and confusion more if she didn't speak with her usual sass. As if to give him exactly that kind of response, the female leaned up on her toes and grasped at the cupboard he had. She managed to grab a few bowls without causing a crash. It was clear through the speed of her actions and the appearance of her now less glistening skin that she was somewhat withdrawn, her energy needed to replenish. Slowly, she spooned a decent amount of stew into each bowl before setting them on top of the plates that already had some bread on them. "Come and get it!" She called out, not all that loud considering they'd hear her some distance away. "Lyfe, eat. Don't you dare say a word about your leg." The last thing she needed was a lecture on using magic when it wasn't in dire need or for luxury.</span>