Firestone Hot Springs closer to nowhere

As movement caught her eye, she stirred from her meditation, looking up and over the pool. Nearby, immersed in the hot spring, was a gray male, his thick fur billowing in the water, his face etched with exhaustion. Her curiosity piqued, she dipped a paw in the pool, sending little ripples his way. They splashed a little on his ruff, creating more ripples that raced toward her.

"Uh, hey," Miyako greeted softly, not wanting to disturb his rest yet feeling awkward if they had lain here in silence, not acknowledging the other's presence. "Beautiful night, right?"

She wasn't lying. It was gorgeous out. The northern lights, so much more prominent in her home, had managed to peek through the clouds just a little bit, and the half moon was shrouded by some clouds. Stars glimmered like jewels in the sky. Pefect fall temperature.

Who was this spring-seeker? He must have joint problems. No one waded into the water unless they sought relief for pain.