Firestone Hot Springs you're the color of my blood.

-drops this guy in here to help you wrap this up-

Well wasn't this different? He'd never seen such water before, it's steam curling up and dissipating into the air. A paw swiped at the pull, dipping into the water only to be yanked back with a hiss. It was hot and such a thing had been unexpected. Yet... He liked swimming. Was swimming in hot water any different? Slinking into the pool with little more than a ripple, Red decided that yes, it was different. But in an amazing way.

How long he stayed there, he didn't care but at some point, he became aware of some damned canine lingering nearby. His muzzle wrinkled in disgust. Guess it was time to get out. Making no motion to stay quiet, he rose out of the water with a heave of his paws, his red eyes glinting as they focused on her. "Little wolves should not stray so far from the pack." Because he just couldn't leave things alone, right?