Stone Circle you show me a signpost for where I should go

The woman spoke of this place as if it were familiar, as if she belonged. Sanja moved to adjust herself and her growing belly, and after some fidgeting (as she could not find comfort) she settled to her haunches.

Taktuq... veiða? fiskur? Vera. She tested the woman's name, finding that she liked the way it cut the air with such sharp sounds.

It was clear the woman meant no harm to Sanja, and it wasn't like Sanja could force someone out in her current condition - nor would it feel right, if this truly was Taktuq's home. They could share it.

Vera. Her tail swayed in a friendly arc. Heim af Taktuq.