Firestone Hot Springs loves the water like a fish

Is it ok to say bristled her hair?... sorry for the stupid question


The sky was full of clouds, but the spring was something that can't be hided by them. Niria had already been able to sleep among the fluffy new grass, after an worried night running trough the forest. Deep inside her mind, she was still running, from a past which she can't forget. A strong shout from somewhere not far from her, awake her, and she ended with ears tensed, and her hair bristled. She quickly realised it was just another wolf, who Niria hadn't know yet. With a long yawn, she woke up, and walked followed by the voice of the wolf until run into a river. There was half head of a wolf over the river, a quite fun snowy face. Niria smiled involuntarily at him and still grogggy, sat down.

"If that were life, it wouldn't be as exciting as it really is" said while moving relaxed her tail.