Nobody's prey

Contrary to what the warlord may have thought, Isa did not sleep in that day. She was up with the sun and working on a thank you for the confusing giant that had saved her from certain doom. There was no doubt in Isa's mind that Sirius would come for her today. He'd said as much, hadn't he? And so, when the dire brute finally knocked at her door, the smaller wolf was ready for him.

"Come in," she told the man as she pulled the final piece of meat off of the fire. "I made you breakfast." She'd taken the boar from the stores and had salted and rubbed it with herbs. Then she had cooked it upon the hot coals until the outside was crisp and the inside was still tender and juicy. When Sirius came inside, his breakfast would be sliced into easily chewed pieces and sitting on a dish beside the fire.

What would he say to her today, Isa wondered? Surely he was going to pummel her in the training ring. Good thing she wasn't battered and bruised or anything, right? Internally, Isa rolled her eyes. In anticipation of today, she'd taken some pain relieving herbs. No doubt she would need them.

"Isa"