Her heart pounded against her ribcage as they ran, legs flying in long strides as their boots stamped themselves deep into the earth as the fleeing pair headed towards the rivers. Now she had a choice to make... an unforgiving river and a possible death, or a slow death being married to Prince Trevon.<br/><br/>The river. Definitely the river. Her hand tightened into Kall's as they ran, the woman impressed that one of his bulk and size could actually keep up! At the edge of the river, Helen hastily began tightening her straps, hearing the wargs in the distance howling as they were tracking her scent. "You had better be right of this, Kall of Xamarg," the orcish warrior spoke as she looked to the river.. backed away... and then ran to jump into it.<br/><br/>She felt the cool waters surround her body, dragging her under the rapids with the weight of her armor and cloth before the force of her kicking legs pushed her to the surface once more. A large gasp of air filled her lungs momentarily as she floundered and was pulled back under, being swept away down the river. Her head bobbed up and down in the rapids as she fought to keep her nose and mouth above the surface, her body hitting a rock now and then. Up ahead was a large tree that had fallen over the river halfway, and Helen knew that had to be her chance.<br/><br/>With all her strength as she approached, she propelled her legs to kick herself up out of the water, powerful hands gripping down onto the bark as the water threatened to try and pull her back in. Gritting her teeth, Helen tugged and scrambled and pulled herself up onto the trunk, laying face down on the massive tree, huffing for air and exhaustion. Suddenly she sat up, thighs tightening to straddle the tree as she hastily and desperately searched over the rapids for Kall! If he was headed towards her, she could help catch him and drag him onto the tree! "KAAAAALL!" she bellowed out his name over the rapids, golden eyes worriedly looking around as the drenched woman searched for her companion.