Once in the tent, it seemed that Noah was tired. Finally able to see his face clearly, she was dumbfounded.

"You look tired. You slept all evening? Are you feeling sick or something?"

She had known that he wasn't feeling the best before, but perhaps that was over? Elann undid her furs as she waited for him to answer and then slipped them off of her, as well as her breast band. With a leap, she was in bed and under the covers in mere seconds so that no cold would take her warmth. 

There she squirmed restlessly in comfort until the feelings of the good fuzzy blanket he had given her subsided. Little pleasured sounds came from her at the feelings until she lay there motionless. In the tent was their change of clothes for tomorrow as well as the tools for Noah to shave himself should he wish.

"Love, do you want me to shave you or do you want to do it?"

Elann already knew better than to ask him if he wanted to keep his growing hair. It was like asking an eagle if he wanted you to pluck some of his feathers off. Noah was very clean and organized, sharp, much like his eagle form, so it would be a complete surprise if he did want to keep it.