She watched him with mild amusement, intrigued that he seemed so grateful for a mere scrap of food. It was nothing to her, so much so that she'd given it to a stranger. And yet it seemed he thought it to be a great feast - something to be treasured. She supposed that had something to do with his size, but she imagined it was a testament to his feelings toward her. This was good, he was intimidated. Intimidation meant fear and respect - two things she strove for as a Sentinel. The boy spoke what his question - starting off with a stuttering phrase. It seemed he wanted to impress Isardis, a lofty goal indeed. She herself didn't know how she managed to go about it, it just.. happened.
He mentioned he might be a good spy. Certainly a child such as he had an innocent enough appearance. Perhaps spying was not beyond his reach. Though his next idea seemed to hit a bit closer to the mark. Children. Isardis had impregnated more women than she could count lately - and though it sickened her - she knew that he would need good wolves to watch them. Talon looked hardly strong enough to harm even a child, and so she had faith that he would be a suitable caretaker. "Isardis has had a rather... fertile few seasons lately. I'm sure he would not turn down anyone willing to help care for his spawn." Yes, she would refer to them as spawn. And though they were all nieces and nephews of hers she would not yet view them as such - not until they proved of some worth to her personally. "Remember this, Talon. Few know what impresses Isardis, but I will be the first to tell you that he rewards loyalty and effort." These two things built affection deep within the King's heart, even if he didn't want to admit it.
