Wapun Meadow Gone as She came

her heat was finally coming to an end; although the scent remained on her body, the hormones began to abate and with renewed fervor she swept out into the meadow.

it'd been some time since she had left the valley.  her scent-markers were beginning to fade, so she wove herself between the bushes that were not drenched in snow and urinated when she didn't feel like brushing up against the cold.

once she was satisfied with her markers, she looked out to the frozen meadow before her and picked out the movement of another.  unleashing a brief howl, she strode towards the stranger, nose probing forward to scent her.