Hunkered in the reeds with everyone else, my long body curled on itself, I watched the winged man approach. I didn't want to have to hurt him, but I was sure I could if he threatened us. Looking at my family huddled together, I was certain they could all do the same. Slowly but steadily the person came closer, becoming clearer to our eyes as we pushed our bodies harder into the ground of our sheltered hiding spot. When we could make out the dapples of his grey brown wings, we all tensed. Barely daring to move, I cautiously glanced at my companions. He didn't appear to be armed but we couldn't let him walk into us. I slowly coiled my arm back, then shot it out, almost to the full extend my freakish limbs could reach, and grasped his leg. I yanked back hard, pulling him to the ground, then launched myself out of the reeds and onto the winged man. I dug my abnormally sharp knee into his solar plexus, pinning him to the ground. "Tell me who you are," I spat sharply at him.