Blacktail Deer Plateau Cedar Waxwings in flight

"No, I would not want..." She trailed off, though she gave her mother the benefit of hearing her whole argument out. She did not want to be the one who was sent to a pack, in hopes of attracting attention. She felt that in the very least, she would catch no one's eye, though she might be teased by the other eligible Moonpack girls, or perhaps even despised by them if they felt she was a threat to the men they had their eyes on. She didn't want to be that girl. It felt almost desperate. 

She warmed slightly to the idea of a hunt, though. She pulled her head away and groaned when her mother hissed in her ear, moving away to leave another parking next to an oak tree. She paused for a moment in thought. 

Solveig was bold, often; but the hunt idea...That might be a nice way to meet other wolves her age. 

"I like that." She said, and began sniffing along again.