Eyes still clinched tightly due to fear of the unknown, Anna wiggled her legs around and around in the water. They felt weird for some reason. Faster, maybe. Of course that was due to the fact that her feet were now webbed, though. She didn't even have to consider that one. She really should open her eyes, though. There could be...anything...staring her right in the face, and she wouldn't even know it because she wasn't looking. Thoughts of the grindylows they'd discussed in Defense Againt the Darks Arts crossed her mind, and her eyes immediately shot open. No grindylow. Whew. There was, however, a large lily pad about a foot in front of her. It was interesting to see the bottom half of the plant instead of the top half. She should probably move away from it, though. If someone tried stepping on it, would it...hit her in the head? Eep!

She darted out of the way, her eyes flashing wide open at how fast she'd moved. She glanced down to study her webbed hands and feet. They looked...duckish. Ewww. That thought sort of scared her. She didn't like being duckish. She wanted Cale. He was always around when she got frightened. Cale wasn't here, though. She reached up and tried to feel for her gills, but webbed hands weren't really good for that sort of thing. An hour, though...she only had an hour. She had to get a move on. She slung her webbed limbs forward then quickly moved them back again, pushing her way through the water with a speed that she actually found to be quite nice. Swimming through this pond might not be so bad after a while. I mean, there weren't any grindylows or anything around, right?