Firestone Hot Springs behind closed eyes

Dated for beginning of February, shortly after the blizzards ended. Looking to put this toward the medic trade. Preference is for fast pace/ short posts.

Lane lowered her infected paw into the pool, squinting against the steam that rose from the water's surface. These pools smelled fucking terrible. Lane reasoned with herself that the best remedies were often those that smelled or tasted the worst, but even so it took all of her willpower not to snatch her paw from the water and high-tail it out of here. 

She had research to do. Wolfkind had yet to even scratch the surface of what heat could do for sickness or injury, seeing as there were so very few sources of natural heat available. It stood to reason though, that if cold could be helpful for injuries then heat might also have some notable effect. 

Lane settled on the side of the pool, paw still extended and soaking in the brine. She tried to get comfortable, knowing that it could be a while before whatever was going to happen happened.