Firestone Hot Springs fruit salad, yummy yummy

She really hated the way this place smelled. Any time she passed through, she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose in disgust as she was met with the warm, acrid air. And there was no way she wanted to swim in the hot, pungent water either, not even on the coldest day of winter. So imagine her surprise when she heard the splash of water as she was making her way home through the gross place.

Out of curiosity, she followed the sound until it lead her to one of the springs with a dark grey wolf wading around inside. She peered over at him, her eyebrow lifted in disbelief. Aren't you afraid you're going to smell like that forever? she asked. That would be awful, and it was reason enough for her to question swimming in the water here. She much preferred her swimming be in rivers or lakes.