Frontier Footprints: A True History of the Rocky Mountains by Amy Kathryn Allen

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…The wind gusted, tugging at her hair, a playful, yet insistent, reminder of the wildness that pulsed within her, a wildness that mirrored the spirit of the land. She was of this place, and it was of her. And in its silent, stoic strength, Anya found her own. She would demand the respect due to her lineage, not with shouts, but with the quiet, unyielding power of a mountain. She was a princess of Native birth, and that was a truth as solid and enduring as the Rockies themselves.