Firestone Hot Springs A Regular Spring Day

It was chilly out today, Lenny noted as she headed out of the territory proper for the first time in... well, in weeks. Since Matty's death. But the pack was doing better and she felt more comfortable leaving now, stretching her legs and getting out. It wasn't really something Lenny loved to do - she was more of a homebody - but she did enjoy it from time to time. 

The place she'd come to was warmer, steam rising from the springs. How odd, she thought, padding up to the edge and lowering her muzzle to touch her nose to it. 

Odder still was the creature that occupied the pool. Stripes were even odder than spots on a wolf, and this guy was huge. Lenny rarely met wolves bigger than she was, but... well, here they were, with this weird, striking wolf-something basking in the warmth the pools provided. 

"Never seen a wolf with stripes before," she called with a small smile.