Firestone Hot Springs behind closed eyes

As Lane was swiftly given an earful of what the gods wanted and where the gods guided Vein, she was almost instantly sorry she'd asked. She was more or less a captive audience, so she nodded along, trying not to give away what an absolute load of bull she thought all that was. She knew that others really took all this religion stuff to heart, but she had never quite been able to get there herself. She didn't understand why so many otherwise sane, logical, rational wolves went all gooey in the head when it came to spirituality. 

"Um.." Oh boy, he wanted to know what she believed? Lane tried to think of a way to let him down easy. He had been nice to her after all, and he had called her Sweet One. Don't think that one got by her for a second. 

"I think my gods are very different from yours," Lane answered diplomatically. "And I'm not sure what gave you the idea I was sweet," she added, desperate to change the subject. She quirked an eyebrow questioningly. Was Vein flirting with her? What was it with this place that seemed to bring out that side of men?