Blacktail Deer Plateau Cedar Waxwings in flight

Not impossible? Well, it certainly seemed like it. She couldn't imagine herself having the luck that her mother had had. Twice, she had managed to find herself a man that had only need to look her way once, in order to devote themselves to her. Solveig was strong, a natural leader in her daughter's eyes but she felt herself very much a background character, one who was more comfortable being overlooked than being noticed at all. 

"Well, yes, they probably do, but-" She said, cutting her mother off. "There is no way I would just go to their packs looking for a husband! What would they even think?" She asked.