The female child continued to make quite a fuss as Svaâ€™alti carried her away from her brother. And even worse, he little boyâ€™s cries could be still be heard because of her sensitive heard. She decided that they would only fall on deaf ears as she paid them no mind. This had been a good day for herâ€¦ and yet sadly it seems her fun was about to end; it seems a young man was on her trail. Moving fast, he was, and he was certainly not the average human she was use to dealing with.<br/><br/>No this male had a certain air about him and she did not like it. It was the kind of air that told her that, not only was he a detective, but he was well aware of the supernatural â€“his senses would indeed take him to her lair. She certainly did not want that. But instead of trying to chase the young man away, perhaps she could have a little fun. Humans were almost like toys to her in that sense; a lot of things tend to go right over their heads so she could poke fun right under their noses.  Oh how delightful having some human company that was not some useless child would be! And this one would provide her with a lot of amusement, seeing as he was aware of what was said to be unseen.<br/><br/>It was not every day she came across such a person.<br/><br/>Staying in the area, the demon bird lowered her altitude and hovered near a pile of leaves. The girl was biting her leg, carrying on, trying anything to get her to release her until finally she did and the girl fell onto the pile. To prevent the girl from running Svaâ€™alti put her under a sleep spell and then decided to transform into her human form. Her human form was that of tall, thin elderly woman who looked like she has seen better days but still held a hint of beauty. She had long, dark robes, and a hood over her head, hiding her silver hair and dark eyes; the transformation was not perfect, it was never perfect, so such things were necessary.<br/><br/>There was still a very bird-like appearance to her, even in human form. She could not stay in the form for very long either; three or four hours at most. She hated her old age and weakened magic, thanks to that warlock. Nonetheless this form was still useful. The townsfolk were so blind; whenever she showed up in town they just thought she was some crazy old hag who was homeless and had no family to care for her. It was both entertaining and helped her keep a low profile whenever she had to venture into the human world and interact with them.<br/><br/>Kneeling, she began to stroke the childâ€™s hair gingerly, gazing at the deep wounds in the childâ€™s sides with slight satisfaction. If she wanted to she could heal them and make it look like nothing had happened, the girl would wake up, have no memory of what happened, and her life would continue normally. There was something about tonight,, something that told Svaâ€™alti that she should continue having fun with this girl, and await the young man, hoping he would soon discover them. She was brimming with excitement and could not wait to test the young manâ€™s talents.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Meanwhile, a few minutes earlier.<br/><br/>The little boy was devastated that he had been so blind. He had failed to look after his sister and now Mummy and Daddy were going to punish him. Mummy especially as scary when she was angry and he did not want to anger her. When the man arrived a sense of relief hit him, but he could not shake the feelings of fear and failure.  Eventually he stood up and watched the man examine the scene, wiping his nose on his sleeve as he tried to silence his crying. Was this man some kind of detective? Could he really find his sister?<br/><br/>â€œPlease find her, mister,â€ the boy said through sobs, speaking only when he thought the man was less deep in thought, and then went back to town as he was told.