A parting smile was given to her sister and as her and her husband headed for the road, she walked at his speed, not her own. Elann was a very fast walker, but here with him, it was much more careful and slow, almost romantic to her senses.

He pointed out the moon to her, and raising her eyes to view Leth, she smiled. Her mind had been more focused on his safety, silently praying in her mind to Yahal, and enjoying the winds that blew about her. Though they chilled her, she had learned to take a minor bit of satisfaction in them rather than a hatred for making her cold. 

Once she was done focusing on the moon, she let out a happy sigh and smiled up to him. He spoke then about the road and his breaking in flights around this area. Perhaps it was her womanly intuition or perhaps her own past knowledge of him, but she knew what he was thinking, or thought she did.

They had traveled down the road a little bit and were out of immediate sight from the caravan, but she stopped as the words she wanted to say came to her.

"I feel injured in my heart when I think about how you can't fly. I know how much you love it. After all, it is your true self- the eagle."

She pulled his arm carefully so that he would face her more and she brought her hands up to his cool cheeks. Her hands naturally were freezing, but she wasn't trying to warm herself on him. There was intent in her eyes, a subject yet spoken of.

"I know you want to stay near me, but when you are healed, I want you to soar and enjoy yourself. Go to Zeltiva if you want. Fly into the clouds, into the mountains, I don't care, but I want you to get as far away from these blasted wagons as you can and enjoy yourself okay? I think you deserve a little break for how much you've suffered. Aimee and I have been able to play with kids and do all sorts of stuff and you just have been forced to lay there. It breaks my heart...so please, go be the eagle you are for a while."