Firestone Hot Springs lakes formed in the wolf's tracks

He thought he could discern a question in the other wolf's eyes but was unsure of what that question might be. If he had to guess he would suppose that the male wondered if he was interested in banding with them. Skwol should have been but he was not finished wandering, or rather, he was not yet ready to commit to a future different from the one he had saw coming just a short time ago. His wounds were still too raw.

Skwol provided no answer either way. He turned his gaze back to the water and paired another question with a snippet of information about himself, if only to offer something in exchange for his inquiries. "I know a bit about healing — I like to heal. If you cannot drink this water then how is it used?"