Firestone Hot Springs And it's keeping me up at night, and it's keeping me up, oh

@Smokestep - story time!

Wraen was on her way to Sunspire - the day spent exploring in the flatlands had been fruitful. She had found and followed tracks left by deer, caught some smaller critters in the meadow and had stopped by the river, where she had hunted otters the previous winter. She did not see the animals themselves, but the tracks and remnants of fish told her that they have not moved anywhere.

There was a delay and by the time she reached the hotsprings, she realized that tonight she was not going to get home. And since this place seemed as good as any other to take a bit of rest, she settled down on one of the flat rocks that were warmed by the hot mist of water around and began to groom her paws.