Stand up And Live

she'd never seen the likes of this before.

the water was heated and warm against her paw pads when she dipped them in. there was no strange sulfuric scent like some associated with hot springs. it was almost romantic - almost being the key word. she had no one to share this discovery with, no special man or woman to entertain her and her them. Bee was a hopeless romantic at heart; she couldn't help but feel this was a wasted opportunity of some kind. but she stored the location of the springs in her mind. maybe she'd get use out of it another time.

the large, half-moon pools glistened. spared the frost that seemed to be covering the rest of Boreas. winter was almost here, and she had no plan. the thought was both sad and wonderful. ahead of her, as she rounded a corner, there seemed to be another here. a young man was hunched over the waters, but his back was to her. she didn't know what he was doing. "oh, hello there" she chirped in her friendly manner as she neared him. maybe she could join him... she wasn't doing anything in particular.