Fabine scowls at the Rabin angrily, before trying to regain his balance. This part of the river was fairly calm, but there was not a lot of footing to make for a very good fight. "Bitch." He snaps, managing to hook his foot under a slippery river rock and upright himself again.

Elauna had followed. She huffs, breathing heavily, not used to so much running about. "Are we almost done? I pretty much just want to sleep." She scowls, hoping this would be the worst part of being a healer and that it would be all easy peasy from here on out.