Jiao-Jie yawned, stretched her arms over her head and blinked at the skies. Blue skies. A smile crept over the young woman's lips as she indulged a little longer, simply enjoying the sound of birds nearby. Her uncle held an estate where the family retreated sometimes when hot summers made the cities unbearable, the birdsong reminded her of the quiet hours spent in the grand gardens.<br/><br/>She propped up on elbow, her answering smile fading when she noticed Li's lovestruck smile towards Wei and only a generations inbred courtesy kept her from rolling her eyes. Yet, a faint crease appeared her brow and she did get up, greeting the sun in an ancient ritual exercise that stretched the muscles and eased the mind.<br/><br/>When done, she went about to pack her belongings. Her hairbrush still lay nearby, as did the other small necessities a lady needed on her travels. Her packing was quick and efficient, and she set aside her clothing for the day: a plain shirt and pants, much like the women from the country or the lower classes wore. A group of trees provided some modesty when she dressed and she returned with her hair neatly combed and braided. Putting away last night's gown, Jiao-Jie retrieved a set of daggers and slipped them in place.<br/><br/>"I enjoyed your story last night." She addressed the sageious one, smiling. "Perhaps another Inn will give another opportunity to hear more of this illustrious daughter." At the mention of another Inn, Jaio Jie frowned and hurried towards the stables -or what once served as such-. Her smile returned at the sight of their horses, and she stroked the nose of one before strapping her packs in place. She buckled them to the saddles and hmpf'd when her fingertip caught between leather and iron. She sucked on her finger and adjusted the strap with her free hand. "It's seems a good day for riding." She said, muffled.