Firestone Hot Springs Everybody Hurts

How long had it been since she had gotten decent sleep? It was all catching up with her now. Every step she took was an effort. Her eyes felt so heavy that she could only muster up the strength to keep them half opened. If it wasn't for the strong smell that harshly invaded her nostrils she would have passed out somewhere by now—that would be a blessing at this point. She would do anything for a good rest. Anything. Her own mind was her worst enemy. It was stuck in the past forcing her to live in her memories that seemed to forever haunt her.

Silver paws found themselves inches away from the heated water that seemed to be calling her name but she hesitated at first. The she-wolf wasn't completely sure it was a good idea to enter being as exhausted as she was but perhaps it would be good on her muscles which had been aching for days now. Rhea couldn't even remember the last time she let her body rest from her travels. When she wasn't sleeping she was walking...and alone. After what felt like an eternity she moved again, allowing the water to soak through her fur and welcoming the warmth that immediately followed.