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<br/>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Well, he wasn't wrong. She didn't ask, and it could get her in trouble. It seemed like the cat was out of the bag, but hopefully they wouldn't notice who had done it. Maybe it was just the werewolf healing kicking in? She hoped they would simply suspect that. The female nuzzled into the soft, cool pillow that offered comfort and rest. It was blissful to curl up in bed again. It was only when she heard the sound of faint scratching on the floor that her lashes drew upward to notice a white furred wolf easing closer to her, giving a rather familiar nuzzle of his snout under her arm. The coldness of his nose caused a soft groan from her lips. "Really, you're reducing to this?" The woman huffed tenderly, it was... almost cute. Raelyn wasn't sure if he wanted in the bed for comfort or for her.. but she had to consider both. The familiar fur of his wolf was almost too much, it brought back memories of her sinking against his fur and curling up to his warmth; a wild beast all of her own.<br/>
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The slick warmth of his tongue caused her to stir further, it was certainly pushing it... When the whine came, the female felt a frown ripple across her dark features. "Fine," The female shifted back in the sheets to allow him enough room to jump up. Subconsciously, she'd been sleeping on the same side of the bed he used to since she'd left him. It had been a way to try and fight through the need... then it became habit. "Up you get then." The female murmured softly, she was already somewhat falling asleep, it felt as if she hadn't slept in twenty four hours. The exhaustion from healing him was more than she'd expected, she was out of practice with her healing.. it was something she'd need to fix if they did help the werewolves.<br/>
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The brunette eased in toward the wolf, nuzzling her face against his with a soft huff. It almost felt like a dream, to have him right beside her, as if she'd never left. A soft, warm press of her lips nestled against his snout before she rolled over, facing her back to him as she fell into the deep depths of sleep. It came quickly, and so did the dreams. It wasn't often she dreamed of her parents, but when she did it was horrific. Fire, brimstone, death. It was a series of symbols. Her parents stood still as wolves hunted them, which led to the beasts tearing them apart, piece by piece. The cries of agony of her parents caused the witch to whimper and wail in her sleep. Tears spilled from her eyes as flames began to ignite from their corpses, causing crackling of the earth beneath to the very spot she watched them from. Raelyn, in that moment, was everything she despised. She was helpless, hopeless, afraid. Weak. <br/>
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The witch stirred a lot during her nightmare; the sheets shifted with every wiggle, every attempt to escape her night terror. Slowly, her eyes began to open. It was still dark outside, she noticed from the lack of light in the room. It didn't really mean anything to her. The female nuzzled further into her pillow as tears continued to spill into her consciousness. Tender whimpers broke the silence, the sheer agony seeped from her like an uncontrollable aura. She missed her parents more than anything in the world; they were supposed to protect her, to guide her. All of this time... Raelyn had grown up and she'd been forced to take responsibility without being a child. All she had was responsibility and weight. <br/>
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Her subtle whimpers turned into breathless cries as her curved figure curled into a fetal position. It was too difficult to face. It was then that she smelled dog, the familiar scent made her remember exactly who was in the bed with her. It seemed like she'd completely forgotten. Without thought, she rolled over with some shuffling, easing her weight onto the other side of her body before nuzzling into a rather warm chest. There was no care in her mind, no thought. All she needed was the one person who'd witnessed her pain. Her tears continued to fall, but the pain eased feeling his warmth against her, just knowing he was there eased her pain. It didn't take long for her to find enough comfort to fall back asleep, exhaustion was a wonderful thing.<br/>
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Slowly, the female began to groan softly, feeling a warmth against her and squinting slightly she noticed she was pressed against a chest. Lyfe? A soft huff escaped her lips as she began to press against the wall of his chest. "What the hell..." She glanced down to notice just how much she'd shifted her sheets, they were almost all twisted up. A soft oath escaped her lips as she nuzzled back against her pillow and refused to wake up properly just yet.<br/>
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