Firestone Hot Springs A Wash of Tranquility

White, fluffy tail curled tightly around her hindquarters as she rested, ivory ears pivoting atop her small head as she listened to the many sounds that chimed around her. This place was so peaceful and relaxing, a feeling Amari hadn't felt in a long time; not since she left her homelands to venture these unknown wilds. As far as the she wolf was concerned, this was well deserved, especially after such a long journey.

Though as Amari lay upon the grass, the young female couldn't help but feel as if she were being watched from a distance, black nose twitching as she fought for the moment to whether or not she should open her eyes. A sense of slight annoyance crept over her as she pondered quietly for the moment. Did she really want to socialize today? A sigh escaped her white and grey muzzle as she finally opened her eyes, her cerulean blue stare peering around at the terrain as she slowly lifted her head from her paws.

”Is someone out there?” She called, tail swaying calmly at her side as it brushed softly at the grass below her. The female remained laid upon the ground as her head turned both ways, blue eyes searching the landscape for the source of her sudden paranoia.