The path that may ask everything of you.
The ominous warning was not enough for the young Shakti-Vaes to make him turn back, and Isaiah drew in a heavy breath before he crossed that threshold. It was a monster. But a monster made of abandonment was something beyond their control, and which of his siblings didn't have a little tiny issue (certainly not a HUGE one) with abandonment? Isaiah had never been tethered to one spot, but he could feel with each thundering roar of anguish from the chained wolf. He licked his lips nervously, that feeling immediately hitting where the intensity almost felt too much and his brain wanted the sweet relief of sleep.
He couldn't.
He could see her, making her move, and he'd never seen Euphemia attack someone before. Frantically he started to run, throwing every scrap of himself into getting to his sisters. Because Euphemia shockingly had charged in to attack him, but Tiberii had started to try and break the chains. Shiloh and Vidarr were right there, other wolves had clustered together to fight the chains and try to break them.
He had his choice of what to do, even with slightly hazed thoughts, as the stress level just kept increasing. Isaiah knew he wanted to keep his sisters safe. He knew he wanted to help too, and threw himself next to Tiberii, joining the efforts of his pack to free the wolf that had been abandoned and imprisoned. Understanding now, Isaiah didn't know if he could actually blame him.
What if when he left, Tiberius had chained all his kids to his legacy? Whatever that might have been.






