Isaiah often did his best thinking at night. It was a time when the world was quiet and still, where things did not have as much pressure the way that they often did when the rest of the world was awake. Isaiah had yet to return to the den where his siblings all had taken up their own little vigils, no one ended up left alone this way and no one had to mourn by themselves. There was something striking to him the way that they all banded together, held up by their grief and common love for one another, and it thankfully made him feel less like he had to tackle his emotions alone.
He'd holed off when Olive had died, and then Tiberius had been back - and then he'd been gone again. Genghis and Olive were final - the only real constants that he'd had in his life felt too far away to reach now that they had passed. Genghis had felt so much like the ever present support that Isaiah had never stopped to even consider the man's age or his health. He'd seemed impossible to best.
Isaiah felt guilty that he hadn't been present like his sisters in the efforts to rescue Genghis. From what he'd been told there was nothing that any of them could truly do - he had been claimed by the Winterscar. They were fortunate that no one else had perished in the attempt to rescue him from the way that so many of them had returned to Dawnbreak. Isaiah knew, though, he didn't have the stature or strength and if Aurelia and Tiberii hadn't been able to save him......
Well - his sisters hung the moon in his eyes, so there was no one better who could have tried.
Speaking of the moon - Isaiah lifted his head in confusion as he realized the world was basked in a faint pink glow, the moon itself seeming to glow such a strange color. His head tilted, olive green eyes squinting for a moment as he took in the view. He'd never seen anything like it - it was enough to make him completely distracted and he barely noticed the change of the scenery.
Somehow he drifted - his focus entirely on the blush moon, a sight he'd never encountered before. It was beautiful, even if unexpected, and he felt almost compelled to continue to investigate.

