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</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Raelyn was by no means heartless, but whether that heart got to see the light of day was another thing entirely. The one man she'd truly felt a spark for and who she'd left ten years ago just popped back up and rocked her very sanity. The female's hand shook ever so slightly as she took another gulp of the strong liquid, it warmed her throat but didn't yet seem to help with the growing anxiety. Not to mention what she did briefly see in her peripherals was... rather impressive. It had her almost kicking herself for leaving. Surely he was far more settled than she thought, right? He had to be. Otherwise, her leaving would've been for nothing.<br/>
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When she heard footfalls, the female turned to see that familiar face making his way into the kitchen. A true note of concern rippled over her features as she gazed along his form; he had a limp. In fact, the pack looked rather dishevelled when she thought about it. The concern and genuine care of him disappeared from her features as he took the glass from her hands, causing her brow to raise as she watched him as he finished the drink with a rather devious look. A soft snort left her as he commented, "I had no idea I had guests, maybe I'd be more accomodating if I knew you were coming. Don't you all have your secret meeting?" The female commented back before she grabbed the bottle as she stared toward him. "No need to offer when some are bold enough to take mine, clearly." There was a hint to her voice that wasn't as harsh as she'd intended. That would have to change.<br/>
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Grace sat upon her favored arm chair as she assessed the situation. The pack clearly needed help and they had fought together before, but she needed to consider her coven and if they were prepared for such a fight. "I have heard whispers of what may be happening, Raelyn confirmed it earlier tonight." There was a great heaviness to her tone, she was already weighing up the issues they would face. "I can see you are all tired, please, find comfort in our home. I'm afraid we are a rather big coven, most of you will have to share with each other, but we can make up some more beds. I think we should discuss this once we are all of a sound mind." It was also her way of buying time to consider the offer completely. "I know it must have taken a lot of work to find us, so feel free to rest and stay as long as you want."<br/>
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"Raelyn," The female called out, causing the brunette to growl softly, in a rather human manner. The female grabbed the glass and eyed Lyfe, just so he knew she was taking the glass before striding toward the living room. Her hips had a subtle sway, coupled with the way her robe revealed the garment that barely concealed her rear... it was certainly a sight now that she was a fully developed woman.<br/>
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The female made her way to Grace's side as her aunt started to address her. "The pack will be staying with us, I need you to make them some food and make sure they are all shown to their rooms." The younger witch stiffened slightly, "Sure." Her gaze addressed the rest of the pack, they seemed to all have grown more defined, it was like a blast from the past, and they all looked like supermodels. There she stood, half naked, somewhat embarrassed. "I'll start right away." The brunette took her leave, making her way back to the kitchen. There was left over stew, but she wasn't sure it'd be enough. The brunette made her way to the large double doored fridge and took out a large tupperware filled to the brim with stew. It had a variety of vegetables along with juicy slices of beef. Finally, she glanced up at Lyfe as she set a large pot on top of the stove. <br/>
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"So, what's with the limp? You tried to mount something that bit back?"<br/>
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The witch poured the stew into the pot and set the hob on high while placing a lit on top. The scent of herbs and meat filled the kitchen rather quickly. "Do me a favor and get me some plates from up there please." The female nodded to the cabinet beside her that held the dishes. In the meantime, she sliced up some fresh french loaf she'd picked up earlier that day. <br/>
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