Sawtooth Spire don't squander it

The followed the river upstream. The reason for its warmth had to be somewhere near the source. If they followed it long enough, they were almost certain to discover the cause of it. He was sure of it. All they had to do was get there and hopefully it wouldn't be a serious hike. There was only so far he could travel before the day got the best of him. He wasn't the lone wolf who could do whatever he so pleased anymore. He had far more commitments in the form of pack and family than he would have imagined for himself at this same time last year.

Full time father definitely would not have made that list. Sperm donar? Yes. Present father? No. He hadn't the rhyme nor the reason to settle down with any wolf, but as fate would have it, here he was. Nanuk's question didn't surprise him. Not truly. She'd known him briefly as the wolf he was before. He felt as though it'd been years since then, not the few months of reality. "I love it," he admitted. "They're so curious and bright." He beamed, thinking of them before he looked to her. "You should consider a brood of your own some day."

Their conversation passed the time and eventually the air began to grow warm and humid around them. They were getting closer. Or rather, they were already there. The morning mist blended with the steam from the pools of water that fed the river. This... this explained it. Sawtooth Spire was home to its very own set of hot springs. He tried hard to contain his excitement. Truthfully, he was not quite as at home with snow as his mate was, but this small slice of heaven made up for it.

"Get in," he prompted Nanuk, almost too eager to lounge around in those warm waters than to explore the area further. There'd be time for that later. Right now, he just wanted to soak. "Or I'm dragging you in."