A tired group of beast tamers came back with a look of sadness on their faces. The elder rider and the woman's brother was chosen to speak.
"I am sorry sister but we could find no hid nor hair of Pix or Nix." The strong woman fell into her brother's hold.
Hard sobs racked her body as thoughts of her darling children being eaten, crushed or worse filled her mind. As the sound of her children bickering met her ears.
Turning she looked at the both of them looking different, Pix looked scuffed up while Nix was wearing a dress.