Firestone Hot Springs Cause you gotta guilty, filthy soul

@Aeronwyn i hope this works for you!

The smell of this area didn't phase the man in earthen tones. If anything, it had a feel-like-home sense to it. The steam was thick as it pooled around the ponds, white tendrils wrapping themselves around his muscular frame while he searched for something. The heat from the rocks could be felt even through his calloused pads, while his mouth remained ajar to help cool his body and take in as much oxygen in the steam filled air.

Stopping at a wide pool, he lowered his head just enough to assess the water and take an educated guess on what its depth might be. Slipping in one foot at a time, not a splash was made as the brute lowered himself into the naturally heated water, instantly feeling his tense muscles relax and the debris freeing itself from his flesh and coat. He hadn't taken a bath in a long time - and despite not believing in their necessity, the warm water gave him enough reason to soak his body for a moment before moving on.

Lowering himself onto his belly, the water rose up over his back and up to his chin.