I had been studying the approaching figure and I knew without a doubt that I would fight to the death for anyone standing beside me but I also knew that I didn't have much fight left and looking at my rag-tag group I knew it was a mutual feeling. "Get out of the water" I  hissed "Hunker down in the cattails and hide." I followed my own advice then slowly started to creep upstream hoping the others would stay quiet if they emulated me. I did a double-take when I saw definite wings sprouting out of his shoulder blades. I scrambled back to where my kin was waiting and stumbled over my words accidentally mixing in some Russian "Akello you... he has ????? coming out of his back! Just ??? you!" (Wings...like...)