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D'Aleen stirs restlessly and casts a quick gaze about. She notices that a few of the group are already resting quietly....preparing for what may lay ahead of them, while a few are obviously too restless to sleep.
Getting up stiffly from the hard wooden chair, the slight elf smothers a yawn and quietly takes the few steps to where Thantos is resting.
Not wanting to disturb his rest, she slides her cloak from her shoulders with a smooth motion and bundles it up to use as a cushion for her head. Laying down she rests her back up against his gently and smiles as his body warmth surrounds her. Sighing softly she grips her bow and pulls it close as her eyes, against their own bidding, seem to drift down and she is lulled into slumber.
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You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!
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