This was it. No longer could Enoki seek refuge under the weeping willows and their whip like branches that caressed her bi-colored pelt in the changing seasons. As she maneuvered through said trees now the very branches now offered her slender form a gentle touch of goodbye like old friends going their separate ways. Who knew how long it would be before she set her amber eyes on their drooping leaves again if at all. Stepping out from the shadows of their branches into the late afternoon sunlight that bathed the snow riddled Rise her body welcomed the warmth to the dark hairs of her pelt. It felt good to feel warmth again instead of the cold despite the temperatures still dropping into the chilling low single digits once the moon was high in the night sky. At least a different type of heat than the one making her go crazy. Each day since the first signs of spring popped up around the land her body was beginning to take on the changes it brought on. First came the switch to her attitude. The sight of any female making her want to assert her dominance on them and snap with any word ushered from their inky lips. Then came the itch. Oh god the itch was the worst part of it all and drove her the most mad. The attitude she could hold back when needed, but there was no stopping the 'fleas' dancing on her skin. Romping in the snow did nothing. Rubbing against trees and leaving her scent behind did nothing. There was only one cure for it and she couldn't fight back the urge to seek it out anymore. Heigen.
Enoki knew it was near foolish of her to leave the ridge just to fulfill her selfish desires, but the Ashrelle woman wasn't getting any younger. This was why she had come to the Rise where the two wolves had met many nights in secrecy under the cover of night. This was where she would call for the man that had stolen her heart and inform him of her departure from the Willow wolves. His queen was now free to be at his side if he still wished to call her his. Coming to a halt her swarthy crown tilted back to issue a howl sweet in tone, beckoning the presence of the one wolf she wanted next to her. The one she was hoping would soothe the twisting in the pit of her stomach. A few moments passed by before she dared lower her head to hang level with the ground, amber orbs focused on the base of the mountain where she knew his earth toned silhouette would appear. "Come to me my love." She spoke in her mind, the burning of her skin growing stronger the more she thought of his body pressed against hers. Not even the snow could cool her body now.