Sam walked through the forest after another hunt with his brother, his free hand shoved into his pocket. It was just a brief flicker of something in the water but it caught his attention. He wouldn't even have noticed if the sun hadn't reflected on its surface. He quickly ended the call and pulled out his knife, approaching cautiously. What if he was dealing with a siren? No.. something told him you were different. His features softened as he crouched by the shore, was that.. a mermaid tail?