Firestone Hot Springs lakes formed in the wolf's tracks

Skwol found the answer lacking but he did not let it show on his face. The male had already informed him that the water had healing properties. He wanted to know how to use them if the water could not be consumed. He might have pressed for the detail he wanted had he not arrived at a probable answer himself (and in that moment was almost thankful that the other wolf seemingly misheard his question — it spared him from having to make the I should have known that face).

The white wolf stretched out a leg and slowly made to dip his large paw in the pool, his eyes watching for any alarm from Aditya, any indication that he was about to do something stupid. Seeing none, he submerged his toes and his breath caught in his throat. Oh. It was like liquid sunshine. Hot and inviting. He drew extended his paw further into the water and slowly swept it around, relishing the sensation against his travel-worn pads.

"They must love these pools," he commented, thinking how much his pack's medicine wolf would have delighted in them, if they truly were mending.