sportsing event
11-06-2018, 02:43 PM
Cassiel had none of the aches and pains of age that his grumpy demeanor might suggest, not actually being an old man despite his cantankerous mien, but the hot steam of the hot springs still felt good in the chill of the autumn air. The water in hot springs was said to have healing properties, he knew, and he believed the steam itself rising from them would prove valuable in treating certain respiratory issues. He wondered if the hottest springs would be even more useful if he threw certain herbs in them to add to the steam. He'd heard it was possible.
Wandering among them as the steam formed little droplets on the ends of his ruff and whiskers, he wondered how he could replicate the springs' uses in his own nomadic existence. He had no particular wish to stay here, but imagine being able to have hot water any time to mix hot poultices, or soak injuries, or make decoctions. Maybe if he found some way of harnessing fire, as humans once did... but it wasn't particularly convenient to feed a fire as a lone wolf, on the off chance that you might need it, then to devise some way of carrying a coal with him in his wanders and keep it alive until he kindled another fire.
Wandering among them as the steam formed little droplets on the ends of his ruff and whiskers, he wondered how he could replicate the springs' uses in his own nomadic existence. He had no particular wish to stay here, but imagine being able to have hot water any time to mix hot poultices, or soak injuries, or make decoctions. Maybe if he found some way of harnessing fire, as humans once did... but it wasn't particularly convenient to feed a fire as a lone wolf, on the off chance that you might need it, then to devise some way of carrying a coal with him in his wanders and keep it alive until he kindled another fire.