Blackfeather Woods that look in your eyes

It was true, of course, but Nyx had her own thoughts on the matter. She had the right to have them too, just like anyone else. Of course. She nodded, only picking on on the slight narrow of her gaze. She sought nothing behind it. The girl meant little to her, after all, and she did not have to be perfect. But there are more ways to bend than just one. They could imprison her body, but her spirit would remain free. Besides, no one wanted trouble with them - it was nearly impossible to think of one of their own being kidnapped.

Your brother? Who might that be? It sounded like the two had met recently. Did that mean he was part of the woods? If so, who was it?