Rowenna's dream, or perhaps more nigthmare, she saw she was in finely decorated cradle while it was violently shaking left and right while manically laughing woman with stormy spread dark purple hair with white streak in it and with deep golden eyes and red strawberry lips pointed at her with finger which had some golden ring somesort which had red glowing rock in it and speaked but no sound came!<br/><br/>After Rowenna wakes up she notices she had rested well.....well over next dawn and her whole body felted chilly, cramped from bad sleeping position and also covered in morning dew moistening her catsuit.