Sun Mote Copse Think I'll slip on down to the oasis

Colt would be quite surprised to find out that Wraen was not surrounded by possible suitors. It had not happened last year, it had not happened this year and Wraen had resigned herself to the idea that she would be that dead-end branch of the family tree, that would grow old and die unmarried and childless. She did not complain, though romantic at heart and still young, time from time she enjoyed the idea of, what would it be like to love someone, to share a life and raise children together. On the other hand, life and experiences of others showed that this was hardly a road paved with roses. 

But she set these thoughts aside and listened carefully to Colt's storytelling. "That's quite an event," Wraen said in the end with a cheerful smile. "So - you were chased by a moose from one side, almost devoured by a bear from the other and while on flight, managed to pick up a fat rabbit as well?" she listed all the important points. "Don't mind exaggerations - Firebirds need family legends with all the gold and glory we can give them."