Firestone Hot Springs Rain or Shine (II)

Warning: Language warning, just in case Fisher gets out of hand.

Fisher hadn’t been prepared to start her life over.  Instead, she’d been flung out of the pack and out on her own before she had been ready.  She didn’t even get to say goodbye to her family.  Good riddance, anyway.  They hadn’t been there to defend her to plead her case.  She got one look from the Alpha and sent her packing without even a reason.  She knew the reason but she couldn’t explain and that rat of a wolf remained in their protection.  It rests heavily on her shoulders, even now that it had been weeks, but she tried to shed it.

She’d passed a pack or two but didn’t bother stopping.  What garners her attention is the sulfur smell clouding her nose, distracting her from her surroundings.  

“Why does it smell like dick?” she asks as soon as she spots a wolf sitting on her rump.  Her head tilts slightly, looking past her to see what she is looking at ahead of them.  Fisher shifts her weight and takes a few steps closer but leaves a sizable distance between them as she looks ahead at the clouds, rain pounding against the ground.