Elann woke shortly after the yawn was heard from Noah and she elected to go back to sleep. When the call for breakfast came, her bond came alive as she sat up to find the tent empty. She lit the lantern and proceeded to brush her hair in the dim light it provided. It had the strong scent of henna to it still and was a full three shades darker and more red, darker than he had ever seen her hair before, but far from black. When she finally came out of the tent, fully clothed already, the sun shone on her hair, flaring it a reddish hue.

She immediately started tearing down the tent while the breakfast queue lined up for food so that she could be done far before they had to leave. It wasn't uncommon for her to spend time with the children while their parents deconstructed their tents, so once she was done, she came to the wagon, and seeing Noah there along the edge, she took in a breath.

"Hi," she voiced quietly as she climbed in past him to lug the heavy tent and rugs into the back of the wagon. It was hard work, but something she had been used to much of her life. The rugs came next and she furnished a bed in the bottom of the wagon. She could tell that Aimee was still sleepy, so she didn't say anything to her, just giving her a smile if she looked her way. Eventually when everything was packed, she hopped down from the wagon like a child would and looked up to her husband.

"Did you want breakfast?"

She could smell the scent of bacon and various fresh meat on the air. It was likely to be the freshest meal they had had in a long time and she didn't think he would want to go without it. She wasn't in the mood to eat herself despite the smells that were coming from the cook's area.