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</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">The witch didn't bother looking up until she heard the window groan as it was opened. A soft sigh escaped her lips, it wasn't a threat. It was just Lyfe. She wasn't sure if that was better, though. Her pulse increased by pure instinct. Even more so when he landed so perfectly, ever the graceful wolf. It was hard not to mirror the way he grinned, it was... playful, and somewhat irritating. She knew he wasn't going to let anything slip, and as expected he commented on her book. "First of all, I can use energy around me, you know this. The bat is just a host for it. Besides, I do like giving a few hard hits." The female cocked her brow as her gaze lingered over him. He didn't seem to have an issue with his leg, so it certainly had worked. "You could at least pretend to be in pain, it's frowned upon to heal when it's not vital." This was because witches needed to be ready, healing multiple times in one day could have drastic consequences.<br/>
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Raelyn was not impressed when he seemed so cocky about sleeping beside her, let alone the actual agreement. He seemed to think she'd just let him into her bed. "Well, I like to spread out. It's just enough for me to be comfortable." The female held his gaze for a moment before closing the journal. "And the spare rooms, hm? You've filled them all up already?" The female casually crossed one leg over the other, seemingly relaxed and not under threat by his comment. "There's a sleeping bag in the trunk at the bottom of the bed, feel free to use it." Raelyn's gaze slipped back down as she flicked open the journal, picking up where she left off. <br/>
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As if making a point, the witch tugged back the sheets and slipped into them. She looked all too comfortable eased back against plush pillows and tucked in to the crisp cool sheets. Taking a moment, she untied her robe and shrugged it off before casting it over the end of the rather large bed. With a flick of her wrist, she shut off the lights and left the room in darkness. The only mild lighting was from the moon and stars glistening above down into her room. It was a place she truly felt at home; it was close to nature and still had the rustic scent of the wooden beams that supported the interior. <br/>
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Slowly, she dropped the journal onto her bedside table. A soft groan escaped her lips as she stretched, shifting the bat to the free side of her bed before snuggling down into her pillows. "If I catch you near this bed I will break that leg again." Her words were rather soft, not nearly the tone she'd intended... It was certainly biting her in the ass. "Now get some rest, before I have to force you to myself." All she hoped was that she could maintain self control; there was only one person who made her lose control, and he was in the same room as her.</span>