Rona woke up with a sneeze. He sniffed and sat up, rubbing his nose as he blearily opened his eyes. His allergies were not on his side today, and he lost himself for a moment watching the dust dance in the light pouring through a hole in the hut's roof. He sighed. He'd have to get around to fixing that soon. Sure, it had been trouble all winter, but at least the snow wasn’t as much trouble as the coming rain would be now that spring was around the corner. He climbed out of bed and starched, walking over to the water basin and splashing his face, scrubbing it slightly to wake himself up, knowing he was as clean as he could possibly be,