Porcupine Ridge x ilukutak

Kigipigak did not know what she meant when referring to shakti blood and presumed it was some foreign concept, rather than a name, and remained silent as he listened. 
The manner in which Eleuthera referred to her home was also strange, as if she were a ghost haunting some patch of land, afraid to move on from it. Kigipigak was not sure how he felt in that moment; worried, sad, a little put-off, but somehow it all felt familiar to him.

You could.. head north. Just to the mountain nearby. It is where I live; my brothers keep watch over the valley and could use more help in sustaining their claim. Plus... You would be close enough to visit, or to stay with your willows. Kigipigak wondered if this small, sad woman would be suitable for the Watch; he would let Stjornuati decide that. Maybe she would refuse the offer, but Kigipigak chose to look on the bright side and assume she would take it at face value: somewhere safe and protected that would allow her to haunt the thicket she loved at the same time.