Blacktail Deer Plateau Cedar Waxwings in flight

She pondered for a moment, before she shrugged and nodded. "I would accept a daughter-in-law as well," She admitted. She meandered closer to her daughter, to nuzzle the baby-soft fur behind one of her ears, uttering an affectionate thrum. Her daughter put up with her well, and was so beloved, in spite of being so different in nature. 

"I have other children that can give me grand-children," She murmured affectionately. "I only want you to find someone, who may make you happy. There are none here your age, you deserve friendship, love; all of it, my daughter." She said fondly.

"Come. Let's go see what trouble the children have gotten into," She suggested, as they had neared the borders where the stone wall would shelter them. Side-by-side with her eldest, she loped toward the cavern, optimistic about the future her daughter might find- hoping she might find whatever it would take to give her a life that was full of joy and laughter.