Ava's work was excellent, certainly better than Bridget could do herself. She had enough on her plate running the tribe for her to devote herself to any other task, continuing to build a solid culture and traditions for the future and making sure they had enough supplies come winter for there to be a future was a full time job.
"This batch will get dried I think." Bridget nodded and set the bucket down to squat beside the other woman. "How's that coat coming along? It looks like you're doing good with it." She'd never imagined she'd be wearing fur in wintertime but these days fur was a lot easier to come by than clothes packed with thinsulate and other pre-pulse conveniences.