Before they could start making their way to one of the islands that was actually close enough to allow them to demorph while they still had some time left, the sensation of something heavy moving in the water – moving through the water, it seemed like – drew closer to them.
(What is that?) Tommy couldn't help but ask, looking around as best he could, considering that his dolphin morph didn't have much of a neck.
(Whatever it is, it's getting closer,) Cassie said, sounding nervous enough that Tommy wished for a moment that he knew what to say to make her feel better.
He didn't know if there was anything like that in this case, but Tommy still found himself wishing for that kind of thing.
