Firestone Hot Springs fruit salad, yummy yummy

She watched him relax further into the water, wondering how he could seem so comfortable. The heat, she could understand; not all wolves were as averse to it as she was. But the smell? She wasn't sure she could get over it enough to fully relax here. She was humoring him because she was intrigued, but that was about it. She still tried to keep her face as far from the surface of the gross water as she could. 

She gave a small dip of her head in response to his greeting, committing the name to memory. At the mention of his pack and the question of whether she had heard of it, Simmik offered a curt nod. Yes, I've heard of Yuèlóng, she told him. A member of your pack, Aiolos, came to stay with us for a little bit so that he could train me to be a warrior, she explained. She assumed Aiolos was still apart of that pack, although she hadn't seem him in a while or heard anything about him.