Something shifted in the darkness. Aderyn spun to her right, her cloak flaring out in an unnatural motion to free her limbs. Her arm lifted and there was the clash of metal on metal, the knife tearing her sleeve away to reveal the shine of what she wore beneath. Then her mind caught to her attacker and she snarled loudly, "Your mother was a mongrel bitch." Laughter answered the statement, "We're from the same nest you know."<br/><br/>Darkness gave up fighting dim street lights to reveal a figure disturbingly like hers, from the sharp feature right down to the mohawk and deep blue plaid cape. Except that his clothing under it seemed to be motorcycle boots and black denim with driving gloves. She spoke in turn, "We might have hatched together, but it's hard to tell what cesspool they found your egg floating in." After a moment of inspecting her sleeve she ran her fingers over it and the torn threads merged seamlessly. Her cloak stopped streaming backwards and dropped back down around her figure. Having repaired the damage she groaned, "Do not tell me the entire nest is following you Islwyn."<br/><br/>Her brother smiled and dropped an arm around her shoulders, "All right." She glared. He rolled his eyes, "None of them would ever miss you. You're such a bitch, who would take the effort to track you down? Besides me, and I only did that because you always find the most interesting things. I was bored as well you know. Do you suppose the'll allow us to return having left? Say, what's that hum?"<br/><br/>Aderyn shook her head, "I have a plan for that, they'll never know. The nests are already buzzing, they let out the Brannon and one of the magpies was sent on an errand. The gates can be used when they're looking to see if she got what she was sent for." She paused turning her head one way and then another and finally pointed a direction, "I think that hum is what attracted the portal. It seemed like it's out of town. I was thinking about going to see if it was portable, but there's so much fun to be had here."<br/><br/>"You didn't ask?" Islwyn got a superior expression on his face.<br/><br/>"Ask who?" Aderyn gestured at the cold, empty street around them.<br/><br/>"I have to do everything, it's good I decided to follow you and help you find trouble intelligently." He tapped the side of her head where the hair was shaved, "Did you not listen to a single story? Find a grove. There should be a bundle of the lessor. Just have to hunt them down."<br/><br/>Aderyn didn't want to admit that seemed like a good idea. Freaking brothers. She sighed, "I guess if you want to, I can watch your back." Lifting a hand she studied her nails, which appeared to be sharp pointed acrylic with black polish. Damn she'd passed a park too. "Main Street. Come on."