Bramblepoint Darjeeling Express

"Yeah, but, who dreams to grow up and be a... I dunno, just hunter, who has no ambitions other than a full belly and a place to sleep before the next time they have to set out," Dwin remarked, not really seeing, what value to the world she had given this summer by helping to raise her younger siblings. It was a thankless and very unappreciated job. And if it was so bad for babysitters, then it must be worse for the moms. Ugh...

"My life is in a standstill now, but I have not given up hope of achieving something worthwhile," she shared, meeting the older wolf's gaze briefly and then turning away to look in the distance. "I just refuse to believe that this - routine - is all there is in my future. If I am not having kids of my own, then I will be stuck looking after the brood of others. Or... be a lone wolf forever, but I don't want that either," she said. 

"Isn't ambition a kind of curse?" she sighed. "I mean, if I did not have any, then I would not be unhappy now," she told. "But then - my dad is kind of like that and still he is not 100% happy. He is very worried of us every time we go out and away from the caldera borders. So... there is not really a way to win this situation, is it?"