Paion left Cavan and headed down to the kitchen. She didn't bother to make anything. She might know everything there was to know about the healing properties of herbs but she couldn't cook a good meal to save her life. So she just grabbed some leftovers out of the fridge, heated them up, and went back upstairs. She frowned when she went into Eztli's room and it was empty. She let out a low hiss and sighed, "I hate werewolves sometimes," as she picked up his note.<br/><br/>Æsc groaned at the feel of her pressing against him, their hips nearly attached and bodies in perfect sync with each other. He nipped playfully at her tongue as it entered her mouth and his own grazed the tip of hers.