There was always something about hunting that made him feel productive. He didn't have to feel as inadequate because of the way he'd fall asleep at random, hunting was something he did alone and no one had to know if he fell asleep while tracking. It made him feel more normal, with a job to focus on and a way to contribute to Dawnbreak. This time though, it felt appropriate to do something for this branch of his family, even if he felt distanced from them. It was harder to try and mend that bridge with Archon, he wasn't there yet. He didn't care to be there yet.

He didn't have to wait too long before he was approached by Fable, his head dipping politely to her. Oh good, you're not dead. He muttered under his breath, without even considering if she'd be able to hear. He licked his maw again to make sure that he was presentable, but it felt obvious enough to him at least that he would be offering the kill to their family. He couldn't help the way his eyes softened as he looked upon the little pup, immediately struck with the memories of playing in the meadow at her age too. Ah, yes, I'm Isaiah. It didn't surprise him that he wasn't known by name - Archon probably hadn't done too much talking about him after the whole boar incident that he still hadn't let go of.

He'd had no idea what she'd said originally - unfamiliar with the language that she'd spoken, but her tone had been pleasant enough so Isaiah moved right on past it. He finally pulled his gaze up from the puppy before gesturing to the doe. I brought you dinner. I realized I hadn't really uh...welcomed you. He'd barely remembered the weeks immediately following Olive's death, they all blurred together in a haze of feeling alone and lost. He'd lost both his parents - and Tiberius hadn't been around again. Isaiah had no plans to go out and hunt him down. His place was with his siblings and with Dawnbreak.

And as she was Archon's mate, that included Fable now. Who might this little gem be? Isaiah asked as he returned his gaze to meet Fable's eyes - and once he'd found some more out about the kids, he would need to find them their perfect crystals too. It still felt so strange to consider Archon a father.