Rose was confused, she was unsure of all the disturbances in her mind. As it was the gangrel preferred matters to be simple, she did not like mind games and something of these dreams suggested that. However this athletic seeming woman tried hard to concentrate on other matters, other more practical business that also needed to be dealt with. Perhaps that might aid her with these strange dreams and visions; or rather rid her mind of them.<br/><br/>Thus Rose clawed her way from beneath the earth, shook herself as a wolf might before putting on her again simple and practical clothing. Which indeed was male, after all female clothing was hardly convenient with her life style, and neither was this kindred interested in what others might think of her.<br/><br/>Of course now there was the matter of feeding. Not that she was desperate, but taking animals as she usually had to, given her lifestyle meant that she had to feed more regularly, or in the least spend more of her night hunting.  Also Rose knew that it was important to get the lie of the land about her, to understand it, as well find out what type of dangers might lurk in the shadows.<br/><br/>Yes those visions still called to her, still distracted her from things that were important. Her more feral mind was finding it somewhat difficult to fathom. Perhaps if she concentrated on other parts of her Psyche it might make more sense. Her nostrils flared and ears twitched as Rose continued to take in her surroundings.<br/>