Good girl. 

...Ling's approval feels- good, somehow. Something she's not experienced since her death.

Good. She enjoys rewarding loyalty and skill.

Brigid has almost forgotten how to hope, but.

Maybe this will be different.

They travel south and west, across river and hill, until the scrublands give way to boreal forest, and Brigid slows.

"The Grizzly Hills. We can find shelter and food for you more easily here."

"I can create shelter, at least."

"Is there anything that would make that easier for you?"

"Appropriate raw materials, and a clear bit of ground."

Brigid can find a clear bit of ground, at least.

That'll work well. 

Then she sets down in a defensible clearing with good sight lines.

She'll get a good, defensible camp together quickly - looping in Brigid for how local conditions and abilities affect security concerns. 

Her abilities are very impressive.

Ling is unusually good at wielding them. 

How do they work? If it's all right to ask.

She can give a rather in depth lecture. 

Most of which goes rather over Brigid's head. It doesn't sound very much like the kind of magic she knows. Or the kind her clan used before the Lich King.

(It's a relief, in a way. Proof that this person is in fact something different, something new. Maybe something she can have hope about.)

She can back up and explain more. 

That would be helpful for Brigid's understanding.

She's happy to do it. 

Then she might begin to form an understanding.

More like 'will', if Ling has anything to say about it.

Yes, quite. (Faint amusement.)

Brigid is quite good at living up to expectations.

She... does her best.