Sea Lion Shores Where to go when everything hurts

Spurned and rejected on so many levels; Nerian could no longer stand to be alone inside the fledgling borders of the Bay but she also couldn't stand to be around other wolves.
Not right now, she needed time to get over this, this retched thing that had gripped her. Though natural and mother's natures way to force procreation she now abhorred it.

Her skin itched below her pelt and she ached something awful, she needed to soothe the feeling of her body, somehow, on her own...
Were she in her home land the plant she recognized but could not call by name would have ended this before it began, This was her first uninterrupted heat and she was still a virgin even at her age.

As she drew close to the shore the barking of the sea lions comforted her. She was not physically alone anymore, though these things were not wolves they offered her at the very least tolerable company.
Nerian wandering to the shore and rubbed herself against a rock as a cat might rub against something, for the barest moment the action soothed her heated skin but then it only seemed to make her hotter. She tried again to rub her body along the rocks over and over getting a meager sense of relief but trading it for more hassle later.

Growling she stalked into the water hoping the cool salty waters would douse her flame. She closed her eyes and ahhed as she finally released the urine she had been holding back for so long under the waters surface. Males would track her by scent alone but the biggest marker for a female in season was her urine. After a few moments of allowing the waves to wash over her, she dunked her head below the surface and then came up for air giving herself a shake earning a yelp from a close by sea lion. Whom came to investigate her.