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The girl was adamant in getting her point across; she held no tribe, whether Tartok or not, and that did not make sense to Kigipigak as he could discern a myriad of scents upon them even from a distance. Maybe he was not being clear enough.

Kigipigak would have probed for more details and rephrased his question had he not been subjected to such a vehement one of Haunt's own, leading him to scowl, as he was not used to being spoken to with such hostility. Not since his sisters at least.

The name was familiar only because it sounded of the same origin as his own, and while Kigipigak wanted to deny knowing any such name he could remember hearing of at least one; there was the legend of Siku, her children, and their own, which passed through spoken-word through generations. 

It was doubtful that one of the progenitor's descendants had come all the way to these Wilds, thought Kigipigak. Kaertok is a common name, he states, which wasn't a lie. In leaving you he proves himself unworthy. You are still Tartok— by the shared blood, he would have said, except even as Kigipigak was explaining this he thought, why bother? She was not open to it.