Big Salmon Lake with a pocket of high

"I know that"  she said, brow raised a touch. "I am more than a deadweight, I assure you" but still she was unsure as to what, exactly, the family was. the answer came to her after a moment, and she uttered the answer allowed, more to herself than to the male. "You call yourself the family, then?"  but she did not wait for an answer before moving on, already further in her thoughts.

she could have gone then, and lived the rest of her life, alone, content, perhaps, or not. maybe it was a thirst for something new, something bigger than her life, which had her continue, words quick to come, now that her mind was working at a faster pace.  "I can work. I am an apt hunter, tracker, fighter, scout. I can learn." if she were to join this male's group, no doubt she would have to do a lot of that- as demeaning as the words sounded in her head, she must learn her place.