A softy crying filled the air of the remote beach, it was just load enough to be heard over the sound of the crashing waves on the beach and the calls of sea birds. This stretch of beach had a few rocky outcroppings one of whom was protecting the crier.
The cries which sounded human enough wasn’t human in origin, from the waist up the crier looked like a human child but from the waist down instead of legs there was a long fish tail. The crier was a merchild who had just lost their family due to a shark attack. They where alone and crying for help this would doom most creatures however every mermaid and merman had natural magic and in this case the need for a family was forefront in this child’s mind and so unknown to the child the magic in it’s body would do that. Magic was building waiting for the 1st human or humans to find the child and transform them into a new family.