Firestone Hot Springs here's the truth

She stood frozen, ears perked atop her head in a manner of curiousity. Perhaps this woman was not as much of a threat as she first assumed - though she also knew that not everyone was truly how they acted. Forrest, that was her name. After a few moments of silent hesitation, she ducked her head in a polite nod and took a deep breath. "August," The name felt almost foreign to her own tongue but still she knew it was hers. She had no wish to change it, content with whatever anybody called her. For example, Declan, the brute, he had nicknamed her little mouse.

She was offered a place closer to the other and although still she was anxious, this wolfess seemed kind enough. Besides, she was not one to disobey. The maiden padded slowly forward, then dipped her nose to sniff just above the pool with a whuff. She had never been in one of these, but curious enough the water seemed to be warm. Hot, even. Taking more slow steps, she entered the same pool, eyes widening slightly at the warmth. This was... nice.

"Forrest.... Is a nice name..." She did not often talk, but luckily enough for her this other wolf was female. If it had been male, then she would likely not have even said a word.