It took a while to reach the park. Aderyn had wandered around quite a bit. They didn't mind, there was the odd person to frighten on the way, discussions over what could be done with the... cars. Interesting possibilities abounded. Their discussion bounced from one to another, slightly raucus in the cold night air.<br/><br/>When they finally reached the area Islwyn said, "Humans." She gave him a look, there were humans everywhere. Then she clued in, "Human magic." Islwyn tilted his head back, "Do you think the Leanan would give us a free pass if we brought back a human mage?"<br/><br/>Aderyn shrugged, "Perhaps, or perhaps take it as their due and call it even for our tresspass. Or take it as their due and feed us to the ravens. Possibility to consider. We'd have to find if they have a nest or could be found alone."<br/><br/>Islwyn tilted his head side to side and agreed, "The lesser would be avoiding humans. Over?"<br/><br/>A nod of her crested head and a quick tug on the darkness to obscre her, and Aderyn jumped. Her cloak split, flared into wings and an instant later she was in the park and dropping to the ground, cloak restored. Islwyn followed in the same manner and they walked as far from the humans as they could get without leaving the trees. At once they both stopped. Their eyes turned upon each other and they quickly scrambled around a small slope. There. Lesser fae.<br/><br/>Several of them, but they were all dreaming. Aderyn shook one, stared into his eyes, and nothing. "Junkies." Islwyn bit one. No reaction. Well not from the lesser, Islwyn was pretty happy. He licked the blood until the wound was healed by his saliva and agreed, "Junkies. Makes me glad to not be one of them you know?" Their poison didn't affect the twins. Different races, different weakness.<br/><br/>Aderyn nodded, crest bobbing, "Well there may be another kind here, this is a good park. Whoever trained humans to plant us groves was brilliant. I could feel it when I gated to the prairie, the ghosts of what was here before you know? Interesting place. So. On the hunt?" Islwyn nodded and split from her without a verbal answer. Her nostrils flared and she bounced through the grove, looking, feeling. Fear. There. A leap and she had it. Tree born.<br/><br/>Islwyn bounded from the dark, "I caught... hah you have one too. Well we only need one, which one would you like to eat?" The tree born began to sob, their fear filling the air with the sweetest taste. The twins paused to drink it in. The one Aderyn held begged, "Please there is so much other food here. We just lost a sister. Please not another."<br/><br/>Islwyn looked around idly, "Someone cut down a tree?" He didn't see anything. The tree born were shaking, and shaking their heads, "No, no something is hunting, something is taking."<br/><br/>Aderyn pouted, "That's our job." She licked the cheek of the tree born she held. Many needed human prey, but it didn't matter to her kind. It was why the nests were doing so well underhill. Never run out of pray. She didn't like it, especially with the lesser in dreaming. So she asked, "Is the something one of us?"<br/><br/>The tree born tried to shrink away from her, its slender body feeling like a bag of sticks in her hands. It answered though, "No. Not one of us. From..." It paused and turned its head then pointed, "There. From there and to there and she is gone, gone."<br/><br/>Aderyn looked to her brother. His eyes were narrowed and he said to her,  "Well I was interested before, now I'm angered. They take our kin? Do you think that is what powers the magic we feel?"<br/><br/>"If they are hunting, we should be cautious as you had advised when we hold our own hunt." Aderyn petted the quaking tree born on the head and let it scurry back into the bushes. Islwyn released his as well. Tree born were not useful for much information. She was amazed it had managed to give a direction.  Still better help than the lesser here. She glanced back to where they had gathered and hissed again, "Misbegotten junkies." Where to learn more now?