The leather gloves she was wearing felt awkward and she could feel her palms sewating inside them. Once inside the cage she waited patiently but with ebbing fear for the birds to settle. Slowly, she moved her hand toward one of the harriers. Unfortunately it wasn't asleep as it appeared to be, and flew from her grasp when she neared it.

Sighing, she realised she would have to change to plan B. Taking the net out of her pocket, Nycto squashed down the feeling of remorse at having ot treat these beautiful animals with such cruelty. But Elfangor had to be avenged...

Checking the cage again in the hopes of finding a settled bird, Nycto gladdened at the sight of a northern harrier, hidden in a dark corner of the cage. She moved at an almost non-existent pace to it and went to place a hand on it.

When the bird felt her closing in on it, it tried to fly, but Nycot's body and hand blocked off any escape. As Nycto's fingers made contact with the bird, it snapped into a trance. She gently petted it as she acquired its DNA. Then Nycto made sure she had left no markings and exited the cage.

After fiting a new lock to the cage door she made her way to the next species on her list... this one wasn't going to be nearly as easy as the last.