Howling at a concrete moon (looking for male)

Pandora walked alone along the beach, her paws making indents in the soft sand by the shore but they would soon be washed away by the forgiving waves, rising up to her paws and falling away again. The fullness of the moon shone down on her, bathing her black striped white fur in an illumenessent glow and she sighed, climbing up a cliff slowly to sit at the top of the rocky ledge. Sitting down she looked up at the moon and on an impulse lifted her head to the skies and howled.