Gyrfalcon's Keep Path of old canoe

Solveig would never fully turn her back on the Gods; but she would not attempt to step up into a position she knew she could not properly hold, as a High Priestess. She also knew that it was unlikely they should find another, unless one of their former packmates showed up, having left Sóldalr. Given the fact that most of the wolves they'd left behind had abandoned their faith almost completely, it was unlikely one would come this way, hoping to rebuild. 

They might move forward in a new way, once their numbers grew. She thought in two weeks time there would be children, and that in the interim, Greyfalcon might seek out more to help guard and hunt, or learn folks trades as Thyra had. She nodded thankfully, excusing Greyfalcon so she could go and prepare herself for the journey. "Travel safe," She wished her packmate well.

She wagged her tail, and gave a thankful look. “I will, and I won’t let you down.”