Elann moved the last of their things into the tent for the bed and set them down as Noah entered. They had handed off the little girl just moments before and now they both could rest. The way her husband moved spoke of his soreness, but his sounds and looks of soothing seemed to come out once he was laid down.

Closing the tent up, his wife made sure they were going to be nice and warm inside. The tent while being set up had faced the fire and thus had absorbed as much heat as was possible, and now closed, it would keep the cold out.

Knowing her husband, she saw him there in his trousers and knelt down next to him and began to undo them while looking to him. The act was not sexual; she was just trying to make him comfortable by slipping them off. 

"I'm so tired..." she voiced. "Aren't you?"

She had been awake all day since early morning, walked a great deal of it, and had been busy in the evening. On top of that there was the battle, heightened emotions earlier, and then a stretched out journey into the night. Lastly she had set up the tent and prepared it for him the best she knew how. If he hadn't resisted her, she would even fold up his clothing next to the bed for him to wear in the morning.

Her soft cotton dress, yellow in color arched across her chest, keeping her form concealed, however the back was slightly lower. There as she set his clothes and pulled a blanket over him was her pearlescent angel wings; marked on her back. Elann reknelt next to him after picking up her brush. She ran it through her hair as she quietly got ready for bed.