A little shut-eye will do

He supposed he ought to be getting to know Fiori now that he'd made his home here. He'd been accepted, perhaps with a little caution by the pack's alpha. It was good enough for him to know he was welcome inside the borders. He wasn't sure if he'd be noticed amongst the other wolves, and he knew he might not be well-liked. He knew already that one of Riv's friends had a little bit of angst toward him. Perhaps she'd be the only one. But for all he knew, he might not like anyone else here, either. He wasn't like these wolves. But his loyalty lay here now, one way or another, whether he had friends here or not.

Finding himself at the hot springs, he gazed around the strange landscape, his eyes scanning over the bubbling pools of volcanic water. His brows were furrowed, tension making his body rigid. He wasn't comfortable in this place yet. He didn't know any of his pack mates. He hadn't even found a decent place to sleep, thus he hadn't done so yet. His head ached slightly, his eyes burning and his mood turning foul. Padding around the springs, he wondered if there might be a place to rest on the outskirts of this area. Did anyone else hang around here? Maybe if he found someone else, they'd have an idea of some good resting spots.