Gyrfalcon's Keep Is all you got,

She swept her gaze over the forested area, inhaling deeply. The air smelled both of pine and salt; refreshing and clean. A sacred place, she thought, to smell of both forest and ocean, to be composed both of lowlands and mountains. Their new home held many secrets, and she was willing to take them all in. Adventure suited Solveig well, and the assignment of duty fueled her. 

"Am am ready," She responded obediently. The praise for her daughter was acknowledged with a blithe nod, though she felt more proud than she let on. Thyra had surprised her, when she had offered to come along. Though she had been reluctant for several of her assignments and training, she was probably the most devout of the brood. "I would be honoured to continue my services as shieldmaiden," She said. "And to pass on our teachings to those who come to join, I would accept that task as well."