Firestone Hot Springs suiryū

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They had a good share of similarities. Amekaze realized this with ease. It may have been the circumstances that made it seem more glaring to her. True, and the packs have increased in number since I have come to roam these places, she said with a frown hardening. While it was true that she had been here a while -- more months than she had anticipated, but this place worked for her needs. Even with more packs and fewer free spaces.

Although these were supposedly peaceful lands, she wondered if this would grow strained in days to come. Here in the wintertime months, she could feel the strain of it yet this was expected. A solo wolf was destined to face the trials at their fullest. Yet if resources ever grew thin enough and the organization of packs plentiful past a certain carrying capacity, she saw the opportunity for war to break out if the right catalysts came into play..

I do not think there are many fellow loners now. Too many are easily caught up by the fancy-talking of these packs or too unwilling to press themselves alone to survive, or this was as she saw it and she watched the earthen-hued female, perhaps looking to gauge her opinion on the resident packs -- if she had any. Have you roamed alone for long? Amekaze could guess she had, at least for a time. The wilds were well-woven into the aspects of her countenance.