The Sneasel had little trouble persuading Valere to take her on as a Vanguard guerrilla, once she got the group's attention during a run-in around Novelux, and while the larger part of the party became familiar with the Shining Congress, Isidora got to know the workings of Valere's insurgency...
In the time between now and then, Isidora isn't a sneasel anymore.
Valere assigns Isidora to his own cell and she gets briefed on their primary goal. The Coven is at the moment extracting rare earth metals from Landsverd. Due to budgetary and logistical constraints, it is a small-scale operation spread across only a few mines and refineries; small enough for the Vanguard to disrupt. Isidora's role is to act as a specialized combat unit. Most of her comrades are either noncombatants or simply not strong enough on their own to take on Covenant squads without strategic or tactical advantages. As someone who
is strong enough, her job is to clear the way and protect her teammates to ensure their operations can proceed smoothly.
While she doesn't hit it off with everybody immediately, she does start to slowly blend in and make a few friends. Linoone Lowe comes to
her first. The digger's special interest in geology manages to break through her shell, and it's not long before they're swapping rambles. Rhydon Flint looks like a lunk, what with his dark and imposing appearance, but she quickly discovers he's actually quite the intellectual, and she surprises herself with how well she's able to hit it off with him. She finds Ariados Keska unnerving at first, but the spider's propensity for storytelling quickly wins her over. The rest have their quirks, but she warms up to them a little over time. She even manages to forgive Farin for that time she blew her ears out.
In her unit, she proves herself effective. It is often violent and sometimes explosive work, but her experience with the Red Claw adapts her well to it. Sometimes she butts in on strategy meetings, and almost as often does she get humbled, but she just can't help herself. All that military history she learned back home had given her something of an interest. And of course,
she does her job as a Wayfayer too, participating in her
actual purpose for being there by
passing along Laura's messages. Though it's a job that steadily starts to feel smaller as the month passes on.
There's this sense of familiarity to it all, working outside the margins of what could be considered legal or respectable. And at some point, she realizes this, and finds that she doesn't care. Not because of some bitterness or resignation to an old state of being. No, this felt
different. Like there was a tangible purpose to it all, within sight waiting to be reached. Something to hope for. Something worth caring about. The feeling of her first successful operation was
cathartic.
It was shortly after that mission that
she evolved. It was painless.