Firestone Hot Springs Birdie Boiler

She had never seen hot springs before, and Linden felt once more uncomfortable. It was like the world had shifted. Most of it was the same, like the cold and the snow, but certain things were slightly askew. Lakes that smelled of salt, with shores that did not freeze in the winter air. Trees that were hundreds of times thicker around and taller than any she had seen before in her lifetime. It was normal, and it wasn't, but perhaps this was simply how the world was. She hadn't strayed this far from home previously because there had never been a reason to.

It was the most jarring of all when one moment she was in a winter wonderland, and in the next, she had found summer. The smell was overpowering, but the wonder of the warmed earth beneath her paws and the steam rising off pools of water kept her from turning the other way.