Firestone Hot Springs when it rains

Rain was rather the opposite to Sage, it brought back old memories of her barely surviving the wilds alone, moving back to whatever shelter she had every time thunder boomed, shivering from the cold. Now, though, she laid under a canopy of trees, only the occasional drop or two hitting her fur. She had just woken up and was laying outside her and Issun's den, she wondered where he had run off–a howl for her then answered her inquiry.

Going after the call, and following his scent, she was lead to the hot springs. A smile arose on her maw, remembering her meeting with Cicero and Goldhawk. That had been her first occurrence to gain a the scout trade.  She saw Issun laying beside a hot spring, and made her way next to him. "You called?"