Firestone Hot Springs bubble bath

@Ypres

It was hot and humid. Gasping a little as her body adjusted, the little red wolf made a noise of awe as her eyes spied the lands. There was nothing quite like this back home at Swiftcurrent Creek, and she would have never guessed that there would have been a natural sauna just on the other side of Sunspire Mountains. Rushing in, she nearly burned herself on a particularly hot spot and yelped. It seemed she would need to take this at a slower and perhaps more cautious pace. As such, she began to stalk among the springs, feeling her way among the steaming stones and towards the evaporating pools of water. Maybe she would take a quick dip. Having recently traveled on Sheepeater Cliff, she felt rather goat-y. It would be good to wash off the scent of failure--she had not caught one goat--and to instead soak in the salts of tearful forgiveness. As she was tentatively dipping a paw into one such spring, she heard something cry above her. Turning upwards, she caught sight of what must have been a bird, and a rather large bird at that. It had been a while since she had seen an eagle of such proportions. "Please! Avert your eyes, Pervert Bird," she said as she touched the waters. "A beautiful girl is bathing and needs her privacy!" As if.