Ocean's Breath Plateau Army of One

She wasn't entirely sure how she had gotten here, but now that she could smell salt air, she didn't see herself wanting to leave.
The fae padded through the light snow, relatively unbothered by the cold wind.
Her efforts to crest the plateau were rewarded,  as a lone male sat pensively overlooking the softly cresting sea. Her hunger and exhaustion forgotten, a new bodily urge took her over- the soft edge of an incoming heat. She had been alone nearly all of winter, somehow surviving on carrion and human refuse. 
She paused a moment to straighten her fur,  using a paw to smooth the fur over the bare skin on her neck- the mark of a long ago broken collar. 
She put on her sweetest smile,  and swayed her hips suggestively she approached. "Lonely up here. Stay too long and you start to feel like the only wolf in the world."