Firestone Hot Springs how to feel the heat

Everything seemed quite friendly. While not naive, Goldhawk was amicable by nature, and inclined to go with the flow when things were light. So while he was quietly ready for any change of tone, given that these were two strange wolves not too far away from the borders of Neverwinter, he was hardly on edge. Peace could quite happily lead the way. Nice, springy, stinky peace.

You can call me Goldhawk, my unstinky chaparoos, he said, and at this point finally placed his attention on the water. He moved closer to the edge, but didn't get in. Ooh, it was tempting though. Are you both from packs nearby, or have you toddled on over from hither and yon?