[pnpgm] furs

[Alex Koponen]

As snow has fallen the temperature is cold enough for Z'leyra to wear 
her fine furs. When the tents are taken down she takes a few minutes to 
make herself look more presentable. She also spends a few minutes in 
conversation with Corona about the events that passed and the likely 
events in the future.

She continues to heal those that need healing. She ponders washing and 
reusing old bandages.