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.
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