Keepin' My Cool

Oh gods, where had this cold bout of weather come from? Only the night before Sil had been rolling about, unused to the heat of the region. His messy and branch ridden fur proved that. So, it was a surprise to the male that he had woken up to a damp chill on the lands. Now, as his homelands were practically constantly gifted with rain and the cold, he'd was used to the nip of the cold. That doesn't mean he has to particularly like it.

The chocolate male had wanted to get moving as soon as he could, ready to work of the cold clinging to his being. The healer, having decided to rest for the night atop a hill nearby hoping for a nice breeze to help him sleep (he regretted that now), had a good view of the lands surrounding. Sìleas had cast his gaze around, eager to pick somewhere to hide from the cold. When his min gaze found a   patch of land devoid of the usual thick plant life here and pools showing the tell-tale signs of a hot spring, he knew where he was going today.

The male set off at a fast run down the hill, wanting to waste no time at all. It had been ages since he'd been to a spring. There was one a day's travel from his home pack and he loved to go there in the Winter. Tongue lolling, he slowed his pace only a little when he reached the bracken, his eyes taking a few moments to the adjust to the darkness he'd run in to. This was probably his downfall, literally. Before he could register what was happening, he was out of the bushes, stumbling over his paws and belly up in a hot pool, all four paws in the air. When his treacherous eyes finally focused, he found himself staring right into a pair of ethereal silver eyes. Slack jawed, he scrambled to get up, slipping again in the process so that he was thoroughly soaked. Well, if that wasn't a hell of a first impression he didn't know what was. Deciding to stay sitting, Sileas looked at the female, a few paces in front of him, ears pulled back and chuckled nervously.

"Uh... Hi."