Accept me

There was less snow this winter, to her dismay. Though the temperature had dropped overnight, the ebony and green queen awoke to find little snow upon the ground. As she stepped out from her small nook, breathing in the frigid air, her scarlet eyes took in the sight of the woods. The willows still swayed in the breezes, sprinkled with faint snow, while there were many visible patches of grass underfoot. She took a few steps forward, fluffing her coat. The thin snow wasn't even soft; it only crunched beneath her paws. Some winter this was going to be.

Shortly after her brief inspection of the pack's land, a call rang out from the next territory over. It was a private call, directed for her only. She had some idea of what the alpha may be calling her for, though instead of answering the howl like a normal queen would do for their leader, she remained in the one spot, underneath the willow tree. Tipping her head back, she let out her own howl, calling for him to come to her. The need was evident in her call. The plains just seemed too far to walk to, and she wanted him with her now.