Yawning, the sounds of hammering comes through her sleep, rousing her from her dreams. She turned onto her side, murmuring, "Tsai," before the bird wakes her completely. Her frozen fingers struggled with putting her dress on before she made her way downstairs, grabbing the two buckets by the door. Barefoot, she moved down toward the river, Jade and knelt, filling them with water.<br/><br/>She rose again, wool wet with dew as she lugged the water back toward the house.