The boy, though hardly a boy anymore, was tracking the dark clouds above them. He hadn't realized that Aurelia was there until he spotted her and Vidarr. He chuffed his greeting to them, only catching what Vidarr had said. Never. It was an agreement, and Isaiah swung his head towards the deer. I...hmm......shall we? Isaiah didn't wait for either of his packmates to respond, instead, he took off.

It was a rare moment of excitement and joy coalescing into the hunt. He didn't typically hunt with anyone else so no one else saw him as he was - he enjoyed himself. Genuinely. It meant he could do something for his family, and providing food for them had been embedded in his brain since Olive had died. This was good. This was fulfilling a promise he'd made to his mother that he would take care of his siblings.