Who Thought This Would Happen?

All of the killing and hunting and protecting the pack lands made muscles sore. Especially for a wolf as lightly aged as Merrick. He was like a fine wine and got finer by the year. Everyone needed a break now and again, however. He'd been informed of the nearby hot springs and had decided to make a little day trip to soak up the heat. Surprising even himself, he invited Relm along with him.

Relm had fought beasts with him. He'd saved her life and she had saved his. She wasn't very womanly. 'One of the guys' was the way that he looked at her. She'd been killing things right alongside him, so he imagined she deserved a rest too. Besides, getting into the springs would get her out of that damn cloak that he'd come to hate.

Arriving at the bubbling, sulfuric springs, Merrick wasted no time in choosing a nice, big pool. the purple marbled brute slid within, not bothering to test the water temperature first. It was... hot. Scarred lips pursed, but he soon acclimated to the heat. With a sigh of pleasure, Merrick seated himself upon a natural stone shelf within the water. The steaming water reached his chin, but the brutes head was held comfortably out of the water. He waited for Relm to make a move, red and blue eyes fixed on her, curious which pool she would choose.

"Merrick Mendacium"