Firestone Hot Springs Healing death

A bear knows nothing of another creatures pain until it screams. Maybe that was why he hunted so rarely.

His meeting with wolverine had created a new love of springs, hot and cold alike. He stood within between them now, eating from the carcass of an unlucky bull elk while enjoying the steam.

A wolf comes from ahead. Too close to his meal, too close to his jaws. There is a deep rumble from his throat, black beady eyes fixing on the canine.