Stavanger Bay Hail, Brother!

She had skirted every last inch of the Teekon Wilds (and many parts outside it) over the time since Caiaphas' dissapearance -- this was what was going through Ishild Cairn's mind as she approached the bay she knew @Skellige ruled -- and now stalked up to the ring of black rocks, licking her jaws irritably and howling for the Leviathan. 

Kesnia was nowhere to be found.
The Stingray demanded her to lie in wait and strike when the time was right; she'd blended into the background well, traversing the Teekon's as her brother bid her, learning the land and seeking any sort of sign that their cold-hearted sibling was anywhere close, but to no avail. Had she taken a different route and been in the Hinterlands last, she might've caught the snowy womans fading scent from the last time she was there, but she hadn't been there in some weeks and she couldn't possibly guess where the snowy Cairn would go. This led the ashen Cairn to believe Kesnia was gone, but Skellige could either be thrilled with this lack of news or react badly for it.

Pacing a yard or two from the line of stones, the graceful woman grumbled to herself as she awaited her brothers company -- what would he have her do? Was there room in his pack for her -- without information on Kesnia, he was not likely to give her any sort of power -- or would he send her off again? Did he have another mission for her? 

How long would she keep trying to gain power here in Blackrock before she consitered it no longer worth her time?