Firestone Hot Springs Goin' Round The Mountain

Chaska's ears flicked. He thought he heard someone. It was somewhat familiar, but he had grown hard of hearing. He turned his head slightly, peering past the hotsprings. That's when he spotted a sight for sore eyes. 

"Grayday?" He walked closer, trying to spot him out. "Grayday, that you?!" He continued to walk till he almost slipped in a hotspring, and swore loudly, shaking one of his rear paws. He didn't like the water against some old wounds.