She tried to escape...but soon found herself face-to-face with another snarling warg, this one ridden by an orc.  She dodged to the right, and there was another.  She was encircled...every way she dodged, she found herself in wet brush that snapped water at her, and confronting another warg.  "No use, woman," an orcish voice said.  "Give yourself up or our pets will feast upon your flesh."