Bite Me Baby

The north just wasn't cutting it for the female, no one was around when she needed it so she decided to head south and deeper into the lands. With spring here it should make finding someone easier, vegetation growing back and prey returning, surely it meant there would be wolves around again. So she trailed along the river, tail swinging around, swirling the scent of her in heat up into the air. Cold eyes sweeped the shoreline, ears swiveling atop her skull. Nothing. Ixora grumbled quietly to herself, ending up strolling into the water where she would then dip herself in hopes that this warmth over her body would go away.