Pride Rock [open]

With Shakespeare and Colette curled peacefully at her belly she might have been able to forget that Caesar was not there to make havoc, however she knew that he would be ready for a nap soon too and would await his form within the den. She would wait. And wait. And wait. And the boy would not come, feeling a bit of worry in the pit of her chest the slender she wolf would slip from the entrance of their shared home to find the form of a stranger very near. Slightly alarmed at first she wouldn't pay him much heed until she heard his voice. "Child, you are coming with me." There were no other children in the Range but Caesar.

Her stomach would drop but she was already covering the distance between her and her small son. Being the delicate girl she was Isolde was in no shape to fight such a giant, but with all the adrenaline of a mother rescuing her cub she would place herself between him and her baby. "NO!" She would wail, Caesar may have been a pain in her backside almost everyday but she loved him passionately. Especially when she felt like bashing his tiny head in. Tears had already welled in her eyes at the desperation of her plight. She had no hope of keeping her son from this monster of a man. "Please don't take him.." The girl would beg, cowering over her spotted boy.