Time to set up her sleeping bag.

The children do likewise. 

"Goodnight, Miss Alien! I hope Cresselia and Desna give you some nice dreams!"

"You too, good night!"

She's usually a night owl but her sleep schedule hasn't caught on to the time zone so she goes to sleep without too much trouble.

A few people come in for healing during the night, but they're reasonably quiet about it.

Dawn comes a little before the lights go up.

She prays sleepily and rolls over.

The lights come on about half an hour after dawn, and the rest of the people in the Pokémon Center start packing up their bags.

Oh, that's before she's even done with the praying part, let alone the rolling over part. Hopefully she's not overstaying her welcome if she yawns her way out into the world an hour after dawn.

No one stops her, at any rate.

Where is she headed first?

She needs breakfast, where's a good breakfast place? And then after that she should go out into the grass and let all her Pokémon graze.

She can get a recommendation for a café near the Pokémon Center. If she's looking for grass, there are some smaller parks near the industrial district, or she can leave the city if she wants a larger grazing area.

It feels rude to let her animals eat the park! She'll go to the café for an omelet and toast, and then go out the way she came in.

It's a warm summer day. Most people still aren't out and about yet; it's much quieter than it was yesterday.

Out come all three of her 'mon. "Good morning everyone!"

Wooliam rubs up against her leg. (Zap!)

Pauta and Hoja start foraging.

Awww, does Wooliam want pets more than breakfast? Pet pet.

Happy bleating!

"You're a very good zappy sheep, Wooliam. Don't you want some breakfast?"

He gives her a friendly headbutt and then starts to eat some grass.

Cute critters. She sits on the (shorter) grass and watches them till they're done or something happens.

While her Pokémon are grazing, a flower-like Pokémon resembling the ones the twins had pops out of the grass and attempts to attach itself to Wooliam's leg!

"Wooliam, look out! Thunder Wave it!"

Zap! The flower falls off Wooliam's leg. Its leaves rustle angrily.

"Good job, now give it a tackle, that'll teach it to interrupt your breakfast!"

Wooliam tackles the flower-thing forcefully.