Cold air gets one last pass at your bare ass before you retreat into the dimly lit fog of the sauna, sealing the door behind you. Hot, humid atmosphere replaces the glass in your lungs with a medicinal warmth that saturates your entire body in the most pleasant way imaginable. Most importantly, the small room was filled with straight lines and the sheltered ambience of civilization. This cave belonged to you and your pony. Your toes start to thaw on the damp wood floor, but your focus is on the mare you owe your life to in more ways than one. 