“Thanks so much,” Aimee said in reply to Elann’s compliment. It made the she-wolf happy but she wondered how a man’s shirt and tights looked cute on her. She took it wholeheartedly though, smiling to Elann before she started taking bigger bites of her meal.

Noah ate quietly until his plate was clean then happily ate Elann’s bacon because she offered it too. Chewing the bacon, he watched Elann leave out of the wagon again but Aimee didn’t broach the subject they had spoke about before Elann came with their meals. Instead, she helped Noah get to the edge of the wagon where his legs hung  off and they both waited for Elann to return and administer Noah his herbal tea once again. After that, Aimee aided Elann in helping Noah down onto the ground so he could relieve himself before the journey started again. Aimee waited for Noah to return from the thicket as Elann dismissed herself to prepare the wagon to be more comfortable and decorated. Helping Noah back to the wagon, Aimee used Elann’s assistance to get her brother back into the now decorated interior.

Noah walked his way to the fore of the wagon to produce a pair of simple trousers from the shared chest and sat on the bench to put them on as Elann showed her worry. “It should be,” he said, hoping to dispel her doubt.

He settled onto the floor, lying on his stomach still, with a pillow under his head as he waited for the effects of the tea to take hold of him again. He had already planned on lounging around that day so he was content there on the floor underneath the fur blanket he had gifted Elann many weeks ago. Aimee quietly sat on the edge of the wagon, her back against the frame with a book in her lap.