The trip back home was to the harpy, a tasty one. Meat was rolled in such nice red packaging as he handed it over to the chef. "Its a legal purchase..." Maybe sorta.... it was human.... but he made it back before Hunter did and Blaire. Both preoccupied with children. Now, the Base literally owned the young girl; that he hadn't met; but she would be freed with papers when she could stand to be in a community...
As for the rescued teens, they were either returned to parents, put in the system or if they had already been established else where, released.
For now, the black winged harpy had taken up his old sleeping nest in the corner of Blaire's Captain bunk. Having refreshed the sheets, he lounged like a king until his comm unit crackled.
This time he answered his sister... Wonderful.... another visit.... wait.... nooooo.... She wasn't allowed.... Oh joy... teaching another harpy about army life.....
She was already a damn good soldier- the only female in his dad's; but she knew nothing of being a human! She would get shot the minute she landed in broad feathered daylight.