Jack flew over the forest as it rose to cover the base of a small mountain, scanning the land below in the fading evening light for any signs of unusual human activity. The only sound was the steady, fairly quiet flap of his wings as he flew, and as of yet he hadn't seen anything unusual. There had been rumors of a girl living alone out here filtering into the city from hikers recently, and his brother, James, had sent him out to investigate and determine whether it was one of their kind; that being people whose DNA had been spliced with birds or other animals in a lab while they were embryos, where they were then raised, giving them wings for flying and other unusual traits. While it was typical of recently escaped, alone members of their kind to take to living in forested areas after escaping from the labs-most of them had done it at some point- Jack thought it was more likely just another angry, runaway normal teenager. Still, he had agreed to go check on it for his brother, having nothing better to do and enjoying the calming flight and the adventure of searching regardless of the reason for it. Perhaps he'd even find something interesting.