It was perfect. A mountain lake fed by a small waterfall about several feet high at least a week's journey from the nearest human settlement in any direction. There were lots of trees and brush for cover although she didn't figure she'd need it. She hadn't seen another form of intelligent life for miles around. Intelligent life being a flexible term. Chiyome, the cat hengeyokai currently in human form, began to undress. First she lay down her weapons and then her spell pouch and backpack. Her boots and outfit went next. She pulled her hair free and let it fall down her back. She couldn't wait until she got in! For her, a bath was more than washing. It was a chance for her to immerse in the element she so loved. The element that gave life only to suddenly take it away. The water was cold and made her shiver. It was perfect. Hot water was overrated. Cold water meant purity, fresh, simple. She slipped one foot and then another. She wiggled her toes and let herself giggle at the sight of them through the surface. It felt so good to be able to relax and not have to worry about someone spying. Chiyome, the wu jen who took things seriously and never smiled. She took one step and then another until she was up to her neck and at the center. The rocks beneath her feet were smooth. It felt wonderful to just rub the bottom of her feet against them.