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She turned a small smile to West. It's nice to meet you, she whispered, not wanting to interrupt their elder. Nigaq listened to the first question posed and began to respond, My father is Kilaun, son of Atenaq Apaata. She looked unsure as she awaited final confirmation.

Any one of you, I suppose. The border had not been sought out with a specific purpose, but she was grateful that it had been in her path. Your scent seems vaguely familiar, so I stopped to investigate. Lying about a mission or some other cause seemed pointless. Nigaq was happy to share the unexciting truth.