Firestone Hot Springs flying like a cannonball falling to the earth

When the fox replied, her quiet and helpless tone could have (and perhaps should have) continued to trip Wildfire's predatory instincts. But it only made her pity the poor thing all the more. With a great deal of forceful mental exertion, the young huntress pushed aside her baser instincts. She would not hunt this creature, no matter how tempting. She wasn't even hungry.

"I won't hurt you," she began. "Do you think it's a good idea to soak in that?" she asked after a pause, glancing at the pool of warm water. "It smells sorta... filthy." Wouldn't the fox get an infection? "Although I'm not sure what causes the smell, to be honest. Or what makes the water warm, for that matter." Wildfire paused again, blinking. "Do you?"