Silverwind shifted in the street. Something had caught his eye a moment, something small that had moved. He was sure he'd seen something from the corner of his eye, peripheral vision being more acute than direct vision, he was sure he'd seen something.
Before he could get too much of a better look though, his attention was distracted again as the helicopter returned, the chatter of its' rotors again splitting the skies. He searched the skies again, trying to catch a glimpse-
There! He saw the aircraft cross the horizon again, catching glimpses between the ruined buildings, before it passed directly overhead, retracing its' previous course. Where had it been, what was it doing? He grimaced and looked in the direction of flight.
His attention was still roused, and he wanted to find out more about where it had come from. As the noise faded away, he turned to face the direction of flight-
And stopped. He could, if he pricked his ears, hear voices. Someone else was nearby!