Firestone Hot Springs lazing in the foggy dew, sitting on a unicorn

today, cam was giving the hot springs a second chance.

he had found a shallow pool and immersed himself up to the shoulders in it, relishing the heat. it was cooler than it had been, and he found the wind out here to be more cutting and abrasive than he was used to. the warm water helped, even though he knew it would be cold when he emerged. perhaps he never would. . .

the boy sighed and sank lower, idly blowing bubbles with his lips on the surface. the sensation elicited a giggle from the ever-tactile young man, and his tail wagged behind him, creating ripples underwater. like a motorboat (not that he'd know what that was) he continued to brrrrrrrrr, staring at the disturbance billowing out before him.

it smelled terrible, but if he didn't breathe too deeply, the stench was at least somewhat bearable. and the soothing quality of the pools mitigated the odor, anyway, at least in his view. elysium didn't even have this!