Ashleigh would slowly make her way out of her tent, only a bottle in hand, gun slid in to its holster along with her knife, and accompanied by her canine companions. It seemed most people were walking around or relaxing outside their tents. Running her fingers through her hair, the Scottish lash would simply wonder around pretty carelessly, both dogs running around and getting up to their own thing, though Rhett seemed to stay a little closer to herself. Extending an arm, she'd pet the dog between the ears, "Hello, boy", she'd smile. Having both dogs still run off a little ways ahead, and one remaining by her side, she'd take the time to observe her surroundings, even though she knew this place like the back of her hand, doing so wouldn't harm anyone.