Noah saw the flap to the wagon’s exit close as Elann went to get dressed, or so he assumed. The man whose hat he had knocked away had done a quick search for the Kelvic but the bird was beyond finding, and Noah doubted the man would approach him once night came. While that remained to be seen, he didn’t hold his breath for either outcome. What he was waiting for was Elann and when she emerged from the back of the wagon, he took off from his perch to follow after her once she outpaced the caravan. He followed above her, his wings able to be heard by those below due to how close he was to the ground and treetops.

As if in greeting, the winds came to Noah and filled his wings. The eagle rolled in them, swaying back and forth as the winds played underneath his feathers and streamline body. He had missed the winds greeting him. Even though they often came to him when he walked on land, there was something else about the winds that filled his feathers. Perhaps it was that Zulrav marked him while he was in this untamed form, or perhaps it was that he was able to benefit moreso from the winds in this way than in the other. Whatever the reason, he was content.

Once the caravan had been outpaced greatly, Noah took on a more leadership perspective and ascended further into the heavens to acquire a more advantageous vantage point. In the distance, farther still, he could make out Aimee’s feral frame alongside the road, walking. He wanted to go to her, to ask her about her distance, but knew that he wouldn’t want to be asked about it. In that regard they were alike, so he let her be, wondering if Elann could see the maned wolf walking far ahead of them on the edge of the road.

Noah gave the area a onceover from his aerial sights and determined that nothing dangerous was in the area. Satisfied, he dipped back down and circled around until he was within hearing of Elann again. He spotted her easily and predicted her advancement enough to angle himself to a point he would cross her path. He didn’t dip down into her eyelevel though, his wing beats would announce his proximity to her if the bond didn’t. What he did was swoop down into the largest tree directly in front of her path and perch himself on the lowest branch that would support his weight without straining. He awaited her arrival and then waited for something that would resemble an order.