breath into me

The traveling women found her self in a strange place, it seemed to be the source of some kind of hot under water spring or another. Humming a bit as she picked her way carefully through the area, not going to step into the bubbling water when she didn't partially seek to do so. However a scent caught her attention, drawing that frosty blue gaze to a reddish looking wolf not far off. Choosing not to go near them just yet Morgana paid more attention as to where her paws were going then where the other was located right then; perhaps when it got colder or she had a need to tend to wounds this would be a place to visit for it's soothing waters. Despite not wanting to step into the bubbling water, the french women knew it had it's uses. For wounds and colds, fevers as well if one ever happened to become so ill.