Jinny was somewhere between sleep and waking by the time the sun started to rise. Once the light hit her eyes, she grumbled a bit and rolled over to get away from it. But she was awake, more or less. With a sleepy sigh, she got up and wandered deeper into the thin forest. She went to the bathroom under a tree, then returned to her pack to carefully dig out breakfast. It was bread, carefully wrapped with a thin cloth. It had been warm, once, but now it was dry around the edges and starting to get hard. She tore it into pieces and started to eat them one by one, watching the sun come up and keeping a close eye on her surroundings.