Firestone Hot Springs Sight seeing my life

Artax is adorable!

"Oh."

FitzDutiful was at a loss. It didn't happen all that often but today had been a strange, strange day. First with Peregrine and Fox, then with Raissa and now with ... whoever this was. "Is there a way I can help Atka and Sos?" he queried. He didn't have much experience with religion. None would be a better description, but he had heard rumours on the wind of wolves who lived to a greater purpose or who preached the word of their betters. What experience did he have to judge?

For all he knew Atka and Sos had led him to these hot springs all those months ago and to the mountain beyond only a few weeks ago. He would not ridicule and mock those who may have a better insight than himself. Instead, he took a moment to study the youngster in front of him. With dark fur, black legs and ears he didn't look to be all that old. FitzDutiful placed him at less than a year. How had he been surviving on his own?