Firestone Hot Springs Feeling hot but not bothered.

"You swim with the grace and elegance of a mermaid," Wraen pointed out to Elixir, who had come to the shore and climbed of the water to meet her. A quick, once-over look at the dark-pelted wolf-dog told her that her friend was doing just as well in the autumn as she had been doing in summer, when the two had met for the first time. 

"I was hunting in the vicinity, until my paws told me that it's time to rest," as she said this, she looked down at her muddy paws as if they were sentient beings of their own. Then back to Elixir: "What better place than the hot springs. I have heard people saying that these waters have healing properties. Wouldn't tell it by smell alone though." She wrinkled her nose - the waters here were rich in minerals, which already made them not very drinkable. But in some pools the hydrogen sulfide content was higher than in the others, bringing the foul smell of rotten eggs with it.