The sun has just begun to peek over the horizon of Southern Virginia, On the green pastures of the MacTavish Ranch. The air is crisp with the scent of dew and the distant sound of cattle lowing can be heard.

—"¡Time to start the day right!"

*Bessie declares as she moves towards the window to open it wide, letting the fresh morning air rush in. She takes a deep breath, the scent of grass, earth, and the hint of breakfast cooking from the kitchen wafting in.

—"First things first, we've gotta check on our beauties,"

She says, referring to her prized cattle. She pulls out a pair of denim overalls from her wardrobe, quickly changing into her usual wear, Walking downstair and going outside, Towards the ranch