Noah had left that night, the jostling of Aimee coming in having woken her slightly and both of them leaving even more so. She stayed awake for a good twenty chimes, but then fell back asleep after it. 

As the morning sun was up, Elann was up with the others, talking happily with them and eating a little breakfast, but instead of hanging around the caravan, she spent time around the fire with others. She ended up making a paint from some flowers and face painted the children, having learned the skill in the orphanage, and even Alena ended up with a flower design on her cheek.

Eventually as the sun would rise, shining through the cloud cover enough to evaporate away some of the dampness on the ground before ducking back behind the clouds. Many people set up their tents, but some still swore that it would rain again. Elann didn't care. Her tent had furs and leather that protected from the rains, and if positioned right, even a heavy rain wouldn't get them wet if it soaked the ground. She found a high spot and set it up there and then laid the rugs and furs inside. It was nice to have a day break, and like many people it was a chance to take a bath. Elann went to find a private spot along the river and cleaned herself before coming back, smelling of the soap she had brought and henna from treating her hair. She even left it in a few more minutes than normal to darken it slightly more and give it a reddish hue more than it normally had.

Other than her time at the river, she sought to spend her time with the people of the caravan and didn't want to think on where her husband or Aimee were.