Firestone Hot Springs A nice dip for the weary traveler

Idk what i'm doing :D

This time, she had a perfectly valid reason for leaving. Well, halfly valid. Semi-sort of ishly valid. It was real, okay? Cooped up in Blackfeather was good for the soul, yet she couldn't help but to wonder what was outside the dark abyss of her territory. She wouldn't wander far, she had priorities, yet it would not stop her from venturing. Nobody would even notice she was gone. Her journey into the teekon had been very quick, so many months ago. There had been no time for sightseeing or whatever, all that mattered was finding the Dark haven in which she would succeed. But from time to time, she got curious. Stepping over the blood soaked territory lines made her uneasy, yet she would not be satisfied staying back. Back in a flash, she thought as she passed over.

She did not leave the flatlands, but journeyed to a new place she had never even seen. The sound of water nearby had her wondering if she ended up at Duck pond again, though the area smelt quite different. The scent of another tensed her muscles. Strangers were all so weird, especially the lone wolves, which in was she much superior. Sometimes, the didn't dare try anything, and others were just plain stupid. And to think about the one who showed up at their borders, who didn't leave with their life was just eye rollable. But no, she was greeted by a wolf, in a puddle. Thoughts confirmed, she sighed. Trodding up to the stranger, the coldness in her eyes and in tone was still valid though she was intrigued by what he thought he was doing. Maybe it was a mad one, she became wary even though it was common knowledge that her pack was infact the one that housed homicidal sociopaths. "What are you doing?" She looked baffled at the male. It was cold in temperature, and unless the stranger wanted to get sick she had no idea why he wanted to simmer in the water.