The morning sun shone down over the camp, some gang members were still asleep or in the process of waking up. The morning air had a nice breeze to it and soon enough, the camp was in it's usual lively state.

Abigail was one of the ones that were fully awake, or at least she was partially awake and was carrying out her usual morning ritual..She was standing off somewhere near the edge of camp, taking in the scenery as she had a cup of coffee in hand. She looked rather content as well.