Well tie me to an anthill and cover my ears in jam

A chill blew down from the north, bringing with it gray and dreary weather. A freezing rain had fallen the night before and the minute Shilah had finished up with his patrol he headed down to the hot springs for a soak. His limbs were sore from the bear fight a week earlier and while he was improving the drop in temperature just made his bones ache. He soon arrived at the springs and quickly located an empty hot spring. Padding over to it he settled on the edge and carefully placed a paw in the water to test it. It was more than warm but not unbearable. He carefully and slowly slid into the springs up to his belly before finding a good ledge to sit on that brought the water up to his chest. He settled down to enjoy the warmth and the sound of the wind in the trees.