Elann had looked up to find her husband, but couldn't locate him. In her frantic search she only managed to find him when the water splashed and he transformed. It was as if a beacon to her untrained eyes. The last she knew, he was far higher than where he was then, in the river. 

She could see him crawling to the shore and she held her mouth with her free hand, wondering what had happened to him. It couldn't have been related to the bear right? Everything was so chaotic to her and it was nothing like her previous trips hunting with him or his family. It was as she was about to rush to him did she feel the burning presence of another gaze on her. Another roar came from the woods and Elann dropped her bow in fear, scrambling to pick it up as she looked. Strangely it was a woman, yet her face communicated death would soon come to Elann anyways. There was a gigantic bear, likely a dire bear of some kind of great proportion and it lumbered toward her at the woman's command. Elann felt the sudden feeling of her God protecting her once more, yet this time it was in warning.

She could not only see him beside her, but this time - unlike other times - he wielded a weapon, a long polearm of some type that Elann didn't know, but figured it was some kind of spear. It was then Elann saw the reason behind the woman's rage; two innocent cubs heeded her call as did the large bear as she began to move away. 

There was a tinge of guilt through her bond as she looked down to the bear at her side. With a loving look to Yahal, his eyes moved to her and she pouted slightly. She felt bad that she had to kill the bear, but that spoke just all the more to Elann's purity. Her god seemed to vanish then, but his comfort lingered with her. As Oriana moved away and began to fade, she wouldn't let the bear lay there and rot. People around the world likely hunted bears, but this was a mother and likely why Oriana was so mad. It didn't matter anymore, all that mattered was Noah.

Elann rushed to toward him. At first, the river was deep and there was worry within her, but in the middle there was a sandbar and she rose up, able to get to him by clamoring over rocks. Her furs were soaking wet, as was she, but she didn't seem to care. 

"Are you okay?" she shrieked with worry. "Oh my goodness Noah, what happened?"