Audits flat against her cranium as she continued to swim against the current. Her pillars slowing as she moved against it. The ess' body surely did look pitiful and as she swam, her head looked a little pitiful too; drenched in water. Making even her head look smaller than it really was. Being drenched like this caused great discomfort for the small queen as she wasn't used to her pelt being so. . . so wet. But now of course in order to keep herself from going under- from drowning -she had to keep her small pillars moving. She had to keep her bodice, or in this case her cranium, above the raging river. The one thought that went through her cranium was I have to live for my pack, I have to keep moving. and in some ways, it gave her strength. In others, it made her weak because what if she did die? What would become of her packmates? Her follwers? She couldn't just abandon them. And so she trudged on, trying to get closer and closer to Kershov with no avail.
Grimacing when she briefly saw Kershov stop because of hitting into a rock, she then heard him yell to her. "Go with the current!" and so she did. She went with the current and sure enough it wasn't very long after until she felt his pillars kicking the water near her that she knew he was about to grab hold of her scruff again. And she let him do so; feeling a sense of relief as the snowy brute held her cranium above the water, her strength slowly depleting until he told her to keep kicking in a stern voice. A voice she so deeply recognized when she was a pup. Her father was always stern with her, especially since she was a princess. She had to do everything right or it wasn't good enough, but even through that, even through this she was still happy-go-lucky. But in this moment, she was slowly losing hope.
Opening her maw to speak, she tried to speak loud enough that Kershov would hear. While continuing to kick, mostly against his sides but still continued to kick as much as she could.