— She found herself between the world of the awake and asleep, teetering on the edges of both worlds. Rose hadn't had the best luck of sleep, although she didn't know why when she could get to sleep perfectly fine. It was too strange to her, was there a reason why she'd be so tired even with a full nights sleep? Rose was settled in an area that was the least populated in the camp, head tilting downward in her sitting position as she tried to give into the call, but quickly sat back up. It repeats a few more times, until she lays down, her head supported by her soft paws. As she tumbled over the line of sleep, Rose felt weightless and comfortable, as if she was sleeping on air.
She was literally floating at least a foot above the ground.