Firestone Hot Springs a strange respite from the cold

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With regards to her dejected comment, Jaws wanted to offer an old but fitting cliche - that it was not the size of the dog in the fight but the size of the fight in the dog; but the young female had hurried to depart his company before his tongue formed the words. She was young yet, he figured as he watched her disappear into the distance, she had a long time to learn that she was not defined by her stature. The coywolf turned back to the hot spring, this time dipping a paw in. It felt so soothing, that soon his entire body followed and he bathed leisurely.