The creatures sniffs the air, trying to figure out where the resident shark is. Satisfied that it's elsewhere at the moment, it wades in further, deep enough that it can sit down and only have its head above the water.(Good things too, cause it smelled foul) It closes its eyes and after a moment, the air shimmers around it (yeah, that's magic at work, though it certainly doesn't feel like nice magic), and the creatures features meld into that of a tall, beautiful blonde woman who quickly washes the dirt (it was grave-dirt) off her skin and out of her hair.

While doing so, she looks at the unicorn, and speaks in English.

"I'm sorry. What?"