Morning came bright and early. Rosewoode felt the slight warming of the day. She rose up in a cat like stretch. She pulled on her clothes, brushed out then braided her hair. She rolled up her blankets into a tight bedroll and tied it. She placed it in a corner. She packed almost everything except the water buckets which would be filled with what ever berries or nuts that she could find on the trail. She went out to start saddling her horses who came eagerly for their morning pets.