Firestone Hot Springs suiryū

She knew little of the packs in the area to determine of which the woman spoke. The beige wolf had but one impression and it was of ill regard, and if she were bold to assume, she could not see this female as being interested in that lot. But then the tastes of another were as varying as her own, and rather than ponder too deeply, she accepted it as such. “Perhaps there will not be cause for you to wander further,” she hoped, nodding her head slightly in thought. There were too few she encountered that she could speak with and remain civil. Let alone have a comfortable moment without worry of needing to flee. That she might cross the female’s path again gave her comfort. However accepting she was to the unknown, familiarity was always sought after in the end. However slight it might have been to the true desire. She let the sentiment settle comfortably then turned to watch the wafting columns of steam from the springs.