Resting up allowed her men to recover and after some time passed there was no such attack by the wildlife. But as for the morning it came within the usual street of perceived time... if they had a means of telling time within this place. Most methods wouldn't work with the sun always in perpetual noon. Grace was careful to rest up lightly now that the floating islands shielded the sun. Slowly Carissa was nudged awake by the young woman.<strong>"Tis morning, my lady."</strong>Now they would need to ready up and she would need to move on foot for them. Her Captain was waiting for her outside.<strong>"Lady Carissa, we will need to leave the caravan behind with some of our guard. Otherwise it will take far too long to clear a path for the wagons. What is you desicion?"</strong>