Nyx bounced slightly as she waited, holding Castor to her in a grip that wasn't tight, but wouldn't have the hathcling falling out her arms, a pack full of things to keep Castor happy was slung over an arm, and she did have a couple of knives on her person-just in case something happened. She'd protect Castor, with her life if she had to. Having left the egg safetly nestled at home, with the certainity that it wouldn't hatch just yet, she waited for her sisters, quite excited to see them. She had missed her siblings, more then she thought she would. Letters were one thing, but seeing them physically was something else. And she wanted, quite desperately, her children to know their Aunts, Uncles and cousins-no matter how large a circle that would bring.  

If there was one thing that Nyx had learned, it was that family was important. 

She saw Hermia first, and thrilled to see her, Nyx closed the distance, shifting Castor, she hugged her older sister, smiling.