She tries not to let the envy she feels drip from her lips as she regards Abraham. Inside her mind screams to demand answers - who did he speak to in order to attain such creatures? What sorts of demonstrations of strength were required? What was the bond like? But then her mind flashed back to the calling up North ... the cave and the golden egg that was inside of it. Her own golden vision swam as it moved to Brienne. Were you in that egg? She had used her magic to seep inside the cracks and try to protect the egg from falling .. but she had been shoved aside. A multitude of others had come, and the girl had fled because of the chaos of it all. Was that what Abraham meant by strength? He was willing to endure the shoving bodies and the hostile minds? Perhaps if she had known what was inside, she would have remained too.

You could have been mine..

It was a hard pill to swallow. The girl had never failed before, and until this moment she hadn't thought about the cave in the mountains. Not once. Isopia nodded to Abraham, as if she understood exactly what he meant. "They look deadly. It is beautiful." She commented, before her attention was drawn away.

Golden eyes fell upon Zchiraxicon as his body seemingly tried to imitate what her magic already had: the dragons. Apparently she was not the only one fixated upon them. A small smile tugged at her lips with each failed attempt - though it was not his failure that made her happy, but rather the thought process which was occurring - an eagle, a lizard, a bat. He was coming close. He was observant.

Can’t do a dragon, huh?

The girl's eyes roamed to her stout cousin - or at least who she assumed was her cousin. She knew Aithniel and Mesec were related to her, and given that Ros was the only one who showed up to the dragon's little dance and fight-for-your-life night, the girl assumed she was blood too. It didn't bother her at all that she didn't know Ros's name. Names were, for Iso, a rather odd topic that she typically avoided.

The girl's long and lean body pivoted as she turned to face her kin, quad horned skull tilted slightly as a dark ear caught Abraham's question. Rougarou her mind silently answered. It was the only explanation for how the creature could flop between so many forms. Wasn't it? Unsure of her answer, she kept quiet and allowed her cousin to speak for herself.

"Why are you here? To see the crystal too?"

Her question was general, meant for both, or either of them. It didn't matter. Iso only hoped that one of them was, so that she could have an escort. Now that there was company around, she felt even more foolish for not knowing the way to her objective, but setting out anyways.