The witch seemed rather uneasy as she looked over as she shuffled a bit to see the little ones. She seemed all the distressed as a tear formed in her eyes. She had a sensitive spot to cute things and the fact they had slain the parents only made her upset. She rubbed her eyes a little bit as she looked towards the babies and back at the owl bears that lay beaten. She was rather lost for words at this point as she didn't at all feel comfortable with what had happened.<em> Hehe, looks like we got some baby owlbear strew for dinner.</em>She heard the voice of her imp speaking telepathically to her from her shoulder. She looked rather angry as she shouted out, despite no one likely knowing why.<strong>"Sh... shut up you jerk!"</strong>She spoke smacking the little creature off as it fell off to the ground as its wirey little frame could be seen briefly as it was knocked out of invisibility and fell into some bushes nearby. The creature itself only seemed to disappear again from sight as the thick brush made good use of blending in its tiny body from sight. She looked around uneasily as she seemed rather heart broken by it.<strong>"We must be able to do something."</strong>She spoke softly in distress as she clutched at her wrist as it was apparent that water was pooling at the corner of her eyes.