Red and Snow White were running. The Queen, Snow White's stepmother and nemesis, had henchmen out searching for Snow constantly. Unfortunately, this particular band had picked up on her trail. Red had become fast friends with Snow, and was not about to abandon her. Seeing as how they had been traveling together, she was likely to be caught for helping her anyway. So they ran.
The women dodged between the trees of the forest. They were quick, and not a word was needed to be said between them. The short amount of time they had been living together had made them adept at living in the wild. Their bond had helped them perhaps better. They were close. Friends, comrades, like sisters even. It was together they had learned Red's secret. That she turned into a wolf. That she had killed. It was only because Snow was there that Red was able to even come to the truth of these revelations. Snow had also helped Red escape her village when they found out. Despite the fact that Red couldn't control the wolf inside her, Snow had stayed by her side. So Red had silently made a vow to do everything she could to keep Snow safe, both from the world and from herself.
This task, however, was proving difficult. They both were tiring. They had been running for a while, and still had not managed to shake the henchmen. In fact, the men were gaining on them. The women came toward a large stream. They splashed across a shallow, rocky area. They saw the water heading downhill, widening as it went. They followed it, knowing this would be their last chance to shake the henchmen, who had almost caught them.
The stream widened into a full grown river. It ran straight up to a cliff, rushing into a magnificent waterfall. If the women made it to the edge, they knew they could either jump off if there was a lake below, or begin a precarious climb down, where the men couldn't grab them. They sprinted toward it, but just before they reached it, a couple of the men caught up to them.
One of them grabbed Snow from behind, pulling her to the ground. Red saw her friend go down out of the corner of her eye, and turned to help. Another of the men reached for Red, and grabbed her arm. As she struggled to release his grip, he punched her in the jaw, causing her head to spin and her to lose her bearings.
Snow, pinned to the ground, struggled with the weight on top of her. She knew they had less than a minute before the slower of the henchmen caught up to them as well. She reached down and pulled out her dagger from her belt. All she could manage was to stab him in the arm, but it was enough to make him recoil. With a thrust of strength, she pushed the man off her, and quickly sprang to her feet.
She turned to where Red was fighting her attacker. Red had regained her senses, and freed her arm from her attacker. The two were exchanging blows, but Red was clearly outmatched. Snow ran towards Red, calling out her name. When she reached her, she grabbed Red's hand and pulled her away towards the cliff.
The man fighting Red tried to grab her, but only managed to grasp at her clothes. The man who faced Snow had nearly caught them as well, but wasn't quite fast enough. As the women neared the edge of the cliff, they saw there was a lake at the bottom. Without a moments hesitation, they ran straight off the cliff.
Red and Snow plunged into the water below, where it cushioned their fall. The henchmen hesitated at the top of the cliff, waiting for the women to come up, to see if they had survived the fall. But they did not come up. For they had used this trick before. Red and Snow held their breath as long as they could, and swam as close to the edge of the cliff as possible. When they finally did surface, the sight of them was blocked by the cliff and the spray of water.
The henchmen, unsure of what had happened, searched for another way down the cliff. However, this gave Red and Snow plenty of time to run off and leave them far behind. There was only one cost of this escape. When the man had grabbed for Red, he managed to pull off her cloak.