Sleeping Dragon If you trust your rebel heart, ride it into battle

Ok now this place... this place was odd.  She'd seen mist before, but never a geyser, so the steam emanating from the ground gave her pause.  Narrowing her eyes, she put her nose down and approached one of the pools that lay within, curious of their nature.  Luckily she withheld her normal careless enthusiasm, or she could have added a scalded nose to the list of 'stupid Roz' moments for the month.  Instead, as she lowered her muzzle, she felt the heat and pulled back in surprise.

She didn't see the other wolf until she lifted her head and turned, but by then her nose was already itching from the shock of the heat.  She tried to stop it, she really did, but it wouldn't be stopped.  If anything the sneeze was even louder for being withheld, and as soon as it released, she fell back on her haunches at the sudden pain from the jolt.  Welp.  If they'd been stalking something, likely they weren't anymore, thanks to her.