The rest of the night was beyond incredible, and Jahi got her wish easily as she wore the three of us out twice over before dropping herself onto the pile of our bodies, grabbing ahold of each of us and snuggling with us as she rolled us onto her stomach and buried herself beneath us.
That swift rush to the morning through the blissfulness of unconsciousness though was immediately marred by the horrible headaches and pains we were feeling after neglecting the need to eat food and drink water after both a stress filled day like that and everything that we had just done.
Thankfully our youthful idiocy had been predicted by the Sultana, who had the foresight to send a giant platter of roasted meats and a large pot of coffee to our tent, providing us the calories we needed to survive and get back onto our feet after a welcome mistake.