Izaak was spying on the young thing when another had approached him. He started a bit, having been so focused on the white herbivore before him that he hadn't listened out for the approach of another. But it wasn't like he ever knew to be cautious. When growing up he had only ever been around his mom and siblings and all of the guy friends that his mom had coming over. He was used to strange people coming and going all the time that he didn't have a fear of them. It just seemed a matter of course. Something that always happened and shouldn't be worried over. So strangers weren't a big deal to him.

After he got over the initial shock he glanced to the female and just shrugged. He had no idea what it was but he knew that he wanted it. He had no idea what she was talking about even. What was this doe that she was speaking of? Either way he didn't know if it smelled like that she he couldn't really comment on it. Though there was one thing that he could say. "Ich weiß nicht. Ich will es." He spoke up finally as he turned his attention back to the animal. That was what everything broke down into for him. If he wanted it or not. And if he wanted it then he was determined to get it one way or another. And well, right now he was trying to come up with a way to get this elusive hoofed prey item. But he didn't want to it. He just wanted to take it home with him and keep it. And why? Because it was pretty. It was why the coyote child had a second tail tied to his own. Because it was pretty and he wanted it.

"It's a baby. It needs a mommy." He was quite possibly speaking out loud to himself since he didn't really give his words any sort of direction. After all he couldn't take his eyes off of the pale coated baby. "I wants it. Wants take it homes." Accented voice spoke out again as he took a step forward. He had no idea what he was doing. But the baby wasn't coming to him as he just stood there. That meant he had to go to the baby. If only his Unky Cotl was here to trap it because the boy certainly had no idea how to go about doing so. After all as a twig snapped under his foot the reindeer lifted its head from where it had been eating and looked around. "Es ist okay, baby." He spoke the words to the young calf. Of course the words startled it further and had it dancing away a few paces more. Izaak frowned as he followed after it again. He just didn't understand why it kept on running from him. Why it wouldn't just come towards him so that he could take it home. He didn't get that the animal didn't realize that he had decent enough intentions and didn't want any harm coming to it.

What she was saying was lost on him. He didn't know anything about strategy and hunting tactics. He didn't the first thing about hunting. When he got food it was already dead and had been brought to him. He knew nothing about the effort it took to get to that point. His mother had been too busy with her own thing to ever teach him that. So this whole ambushing speech had him confused and it showed on his face. Still she was offering help and he wasn't so dense that he wouldn't accept it. He just didn't understand any of what she was saying. So what could he do? He did the only things that he could think to do.

He pointed towards the reindeer while he looked at Talitha. "My babys." He wasn't hungry so he didn't want to eat it. In some weird way he sympathized with it. While his mom was always home it was more like she wasn't there. She didn't like being bothered. Not unless she wanted attention because one of her friends wasn't able to make it. From the looks of it this young creature was all alone and had no one. Izaak knew just what that was like. His sisters liked staying together and often wouldn't involve him in their games. There was a good period of time, right after his brother gave him the second tail tied to his own, that he wanted nothing to do with Izaak. The young child hadn't, and still didn't, understand why Sascha avoided him after giving him something so precious and cherished. So the coyote boy knew exactly what it was like to be alone.

Also he liked it. It was pretty and he wanted it. And that was what most things boiled down to with him. If he liked it and it was pretty and it was interesting and he wanted it then he would have it one way or another. He had made up his mind that he wanted this albino baby and he would have it. He had already decided that it would sleep in his Unky Cotl's bed. Why? Because that was where he put everything. It really was just as simple as that.

"No eats. My babys." He was trying to make sure that she knew that this animal was off the menu. He didn't want it hurt. He only wanted to take it home with him. It was such a cute little things and some part of Izaak's mind told him that this baby needed him. Whether that was actually true or not was uncertain. But no one would be able to convince otherwise even if it was not so. Once his mind was made up it pretty much stayed that way. No one could tell him something different. He had to decide to change it on his own. That happened from one occasion to another. When something else would occupy his mind and attention. He often forgot what had been going on previously. But right now he was set on taking that baby home and putting it in his Unky Cotl's bed. "Babys comes homes wit me. Go in Unky Cotl's beds." Maybe that would help her understand just what he wanted to do. That the reindeer was to be a pet, not food.

That wasn't quite it. He understood the meaning of the word he just wasn't sure why it was used. He didn't get the reason behind ambushing the baby. It was small and not trying to hurt them so why? He glanced from the female to the reindeer then back again. Why would she want to hurt his baby? No, his mind still didn't associate the live animals running around to the dead ones that he ate. He didn't really think about it. He just assumed that they came dead or something. He didn't know you actually had to kill to get dinner. Not that he hadn't killed But it isn't as if he's never killed. He's done that and caused permanent injury as well. He just didn't know that he had done such things. He didn't remember any of it. It had all happened during his black out episodes. When he came to again he couldn't recall anything that had happened. And even if he was told that he had done it he wasn't likely to believe it. He just couldn't see himself doing anything like that.

And why did he want it? Well, he didn't really recognize it as what she was calling it. It had four legs and fur, in his mind that equaled coyote because that is what he was. It was just a really odd looking coyote. That being such he had to show it to his Unky Cotl and father and brother. He had to know why it was deformed. Why it didn't look like other coyotes. He didn't quite seem to get that there were species besides coyotes in the world. Despite the abuse he suffered he was kept rather sheltered. Or actually he was just never taught anything that he should know. Aside from talking, reading, writing, and things someone his age shouldn't know he didn't really have any basic life knowledge. And he was under the assumption that everyone was just like him. That everyone had grown up exactly like him. He saw himself as normal, just like everybody else, and never once was given the inclination that others thought him to be odd. Thought him to be peculiar.

"No scare baby!" He spoke up quickly. He didn't understand that she was just going to make it run towards him. He thought that she was going to try to hurt it or something. Or make it fall down and hurt itself. After all Izaak had done that before. His sister had came up behind him before and scared him and he fell down and got hurt. When he started crying his mommy had gotten mad and started yelling and hitting. Since he had already fallen down and gotten hurt he couldn't get up to escape the beating and just had to lay on the ground and suffer until his mother finally grew tired and went back to lay down and drink again. He had kept the minor abrasions for a few days after that. He had been lucky that he had suffered anything permanent like his brother/cousin had. He didn't have the scarring that Sascha has. Not that Izaak wasn't scarred but that he only had the one hidden under his hair that he got when his mommy was loving him. "Baby get hurted if yous scare baby." And he didn't want the baby to get hurt. In his mind it was already deformed enough and didn't need to get even more deformed.

It would seem they shared the same mindset for the most part. Though it was set in different spectrums. Because Izaak couldn't imagine anyone not having grown up as he had. To him his life was normal. And so because of that he imagined that everyone had been just like him and had to learn all of these things that just came natural to others. So even though he was often ignored in Germany he was never really alone. His whole life he always had someone to watch over him and take care of him. There was always someone around to make sure that he was fed. Because of that he never had to learn for himself. Had never had anyone with the patience enough to teach him but instead just handed over food to eat. The boy really didn't have the attention span to be able to pick up on it so easily. Not when he found something else to draw his attention away or he couldn't keep his mouth shut long enough to catch anything.

Now that whole treat idea was a good one. One that Izaak could easily agree with. If only he knew just what the baby ate and where to find it. After all there were certain meats that Izaak liked and others that he didn't. He figured that the baby was the exact same way. That there were things that the baby would like and things that the baby wouldn't. But still giving baby something to eat meant that the baby wouldn't get hurt at all. That was really was what had been bothering him through all of the other suggestions. So a solution where there was no possible way for the baby to get hurt was the best way to go.

"What baby eats?" The question was asked as the child tilted his head in the direction of the older female. He had no idea where to even begin looking but she seemed to know just what it was that was needed. The coyote boy had never realized it took all this effort to get one single baby reindeer. He had somehow figured that it would just come with him. Not that it had to be tricked in some way, shape, or form. But the food idea was a really good idea. It would be the beginning formation of a bond. Something that Izaak would need if he were to keep the animal. If he were to keep it then he had to get used to feeding it and caring for it. But right now he was mostly excited for there having been a way come up with to try and get the baby. A way to convince it to come home with him so that he could show it to his Unky Cotl. Now all it took was finding the treats that the baby would like the best and getting it to eat of hand so that it could be lured back to Inferni, lured back to the mansion to be placed in bed as Izaak did with every new and interesting thing that he found and wanted to show off.

It took a lot of patience to deal with Izaak, something that most didn't have. The boy was a handful to say the least. The best ways to deal with him were things that were learned over a matter of time. Something that only constant experiences with him could teach. He wasn't by far the brightest but he was intelligent enough. He mostly lacked training and Talitha was privy to one reason as to why. He could be somewhat difficult to deal with. Things had to be made simple and spelled out for him to be able to understand it all. He was a very literal boy after all. If you didn't say exactly what you mean then he wouldn't end up understanding. It was just what made him who he is. Just another factor that caused other canines to lost patience with him quickly and easily. They just didn't have the time to take him by the hand and lead him through everything step by step. Most just didn't have the patience for all of that. So really, Talitha was doing remarkably well with the child.

"Buts mine eyes no come out to puts on baby." If it hadn't already been figured out before Izaak was quite literal. The young boy watched curiously as the female went to get whatever it was that she went to get. He tilted his head to the side as he watched her walk off then looked back to the baby reindeer. He had no idea why she wanted him to put an eyeball on the baby. It just didn't make any sense to him. But at least he wasn't addled enough to actually try to dig out an eye from his skull to try to put on the caribou calf. Instead he remained in his state of confusion, glancing between where the older female had gone and where the young animal was grazing. It was the best that he could do when he was as conflicted as he was.

He was more than glad when she finally returned. Maybe she would explain what she meant. Or maybe he didn't have to worry about trying to get an eye to put on the baby anymore. Either way it sounded like a good deal to him. The young child looked down to the berries that were dropped on the ground in front of him. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do with those so it was lucky for him that Talitha explained her idea to him. "Baby eats this?" The question was posed as he knelt down in order to pick up a berry and look at it. He sniffed at the berry between his fingers before kneeling down to pick up more of the small, red fruit. He got enough to cover his palm then walked over to where the reindeer was nibbling on a bush.

He held out his palm towards the young animal and called out to it. "Look baby, berries." The reindeer lifted its head and started a bit. It pranced away a few steps before noticing the berries and then taking a few slow steps close to Izaak. "Eats baby." The coyote urged as the reindeer lipped at a berry and brought it into its mouth to sample. Izaak giggled as the baby took another berry, the action tickling the palm of his hand. He ended up glancing back at Talitha with a wide grin. "Baby do like."

Yes, he was odd. It was the common census of all those that he had met. But who was actually normal? Could anyone even be classified as normal? Everyone was different and had their own special quirks. Izaak's just seemed to be a bit more outrageous than others. But it wasn't like he was raised in the same fashion as others either. Or at least it was doubtful that he had been. Who else's mother would treat them in such a fashion? There were also a few abnormal conditions that ran in his family as well. So all of that combined is what made Izaak who he was. That strange little kid that you weren't sure if you should like or you should hate. After all he could prove to be annoying but there was something cute about his naivety.

The child was excited over the simple fact that the animal he had been chasing was now eating out of his hand. The excitement lit up his whole face and caused his tail to wag. It was such a small thing but it caused him great joy. Plus the deer eating out of his hand tickled his palm. Without thinking about it he reached out with his other hand to gently rub the baby reindeer's head. "Good baby." The words were spoken with a smile. The calf was too busy eating to notice that it was being touched. Instead it was focused on devouring every last little berry upon the boy's palm.

He waited until the baby had finish off what was in his hand before moving away to get another handful as Talitha had instructed him to do. The baby wasn't willing to wait that long and followed after Izaak. The baby albino reindeer nudged past Izaak and bent its head down to pick up the remaining berries from the ground. Izaak laughed and shook his head. "No baby, I gots right here." He held his hand down and open for the reindeer to see. The baby finished what was on the ground before looking to Izaak's hand and starting to eat from there again.

Oh yes, who wouldn't remember an encounter with someone as strange as Izaak? Who would forget about a child wearing two tails? It seemed like such an impossibility. Izaak just seemed to leave a lasting impression no matter where he went. He was just that odd that everyone else was sure to remember him. It could be from the way he appeared to the way he acted and on down to the questions that he asked. There was so much that he didn't understand that he wasn't at all against asking questions that appeared to be strange to others. Oh, and the way he referred to everything as being a coyote was sure to capture attention as well.

And now he would be remembered for his baby. Or at least Talitha will remember him for his baby if not anyone else. At least Talitha will remember the capture of and the luring the baby to Inferni. What would happen from that point on was still up in the air. But with the way that Izaak was delightedly interacting with the reindeer he most likely wouldn't forget about it as quickly as he did other things, if he ever would forget about the albino at all.

With the words that were casually given in his direction the coyote child glanced over his shoulder to where the female was. He gave a nod of his head, both in agreement and acknowledgment that he had heard her speak. He then looked back to the animal that was once again sampling from his palm once again. "Time go home baby." He spoke the words to the reindeer before starting to walk away. His steps were slow and awkward because he was trying to let the reindeer eat still while he was also trying to walk in the direction of Inferni. With the promise of food right before it the reindeer took the steps to follow after Izaak. The prey animal had its neck stretched out to try and grab the berries from the coyote's hand but with each step Izaak took it had to take one too in order to get back into the distance to be able to eat more.

Izaak had forgotten all about introductions. Actually, not really. He was used to others coming and going without ever knowing their names. But they had all come to see his mother and not him so he never had to know a name. It wasn't as if they were there everyday. Some only came once and was never seen again. So the thought of getting a name wasn't a big concern for him. She hadn't asked and so he hadn't bothered with such things either. Besides, they both lived in the same place so they most likely would see each other again. They could always exchange names at a later date should they run into each other again. Or it could be learned of when talking to others. After all Talitha knew his uncle and certainly Cotl must complain about him at some point given all of their differences.

He somehow managed to get the reindeer back to Inferni, the calf following for food. Though Izaak had ran out of food somewhere between the Eclipse and Inferni. Still the baby followed in hopes that there would be more food. Also it helped that they had left the forest where the reindeer could easily pick berries from another bush instead of following still. Though as they came close to Inferni and the scents, or perhaps just the knowledge that Izaak wasn't about to pull out any more berries any time soon, the reindeer spooked and looked as if it was about to run off. This caused Izaak to kneel down and wrap his arms around the baby and hug it, petting its head with a hand. "Fast zu Hause, Baby. Nur ein wenig weiter." The whispered words were spoken next to the animal's ear. Without really thinking about it Izaak had resorted back to German.

As he stood he lifted the animal into his arms to carry it the rest of the way to Inferni. At the borders he tried to shift the reindeer as much as possible to give a parting wave to Talitha before heading to the mansion. "Lassen Sie uns ins Bett gehen." Izaak headed straight for the mansion and carried the baby inside with him. When he finally put down the reindeer it was in his Unky Cotl's bed and even took the time to tuck it in before laying next to it and holding it.