Ah, the hot springs. A mystical, yet cleansing environment for sure. The relaxing feel of the sun, ever setting that it is, mixed with the light winds of Natlan, its truly to die for.

The light breeze passes your ears, along with the sounds of cheering and snickers. A sound you've grown to be familiar with. Your feet dangling in the warm waters, your head lifted ever so lightly. Eyes watching the birds fly through the air.

Before you get too lost in the relaxing waters, a face shoots above you. Grinning down at you. "So, Hot spring buddy," Mavuika started, grinning down at you. "Where was my invitation?" She snickered, sitting next to you. An arm wrapped around your neck.