A new face

Though she was tired and beginning to wear thin, the creature was relentless. Sanna had come so far, why stop now? This was a new land, filled with possibilities and... well, and whatever else. Predators, from her last few encounters. Not that she cared much. Not that it would slow her down or, fuck forbid, stop her. Nothing was going to stop her, not at this rate. Sanna wouldn't let it. She'd come too far to only come this far, and all. Capable on her own feet. Still, it didn't mean she was entirely unscathed.

A run-in with a lynx hadn't really gone her way. Sanna was bleeding from a wound along her shoulder, the cat taking a good shot at her before finally falling. Blood caught in her fur, as well, and she realized that the scent of it on the wind was the most dangerous notion of all. Grumbling to herself, Sanna tracked in the direction of the hot springs. She'd seen it a few days before and she supposed that she was better off taking a bath.

To one of the rather deep pools, the woman tracked carefully. She wouldn't be alone here, but Sanna could only hope that whoever else was around would move on quickly enough. Judging the depth with a careful paw, she finally stepped in. At least it was warm.

"Speech"