Either you run the day or the day runs you

While the rest of the pack had been away dealing with the raid, Isa had been collecting herbs for cooking. She'd scrounged up some fresh basil, celery, thyme and a few root vegetables that she carried back in a rather heavy bag slung around her neck. The fae chewed on a fresh mint leaf as she made her way back towards her den. It was nice to have sparkly teeth and clean breath, she thought.

Ice blue eyes rested upon the boy that she'd taught to cook. A huge chunk of meat rested next to him. "Charlton," She greeted the boy as she drew in near, tail swishing happily back and forth. Isa dipped her nose towards the slab of meat. "Do you need help getting that to the stores?" Kind eyes smiled as she waited for him to answer.

"Isa"