Just a tad Melodramatic
Should probably have mentioned this before but, I'm using the movie-verse for this. Hence the mention of the fox before.
She spluttered as water filled her mouth and nose, quickly soaking through her clothes and leaving her chilled to the bone in the shallow stream. It was better than falling into a river, she decided just before a weight crashed into her, pushing her back into the water.
She yelled, or tried to, her body was forced under again after she had been trying to get up so she just ended up swallowing the water.
A growl above her told her what she already knew. It was a wolf. One from the Secret Police no less. Why else would it chase her around in the forest, snapping and growling at her heels?
"Grf." She managed to get a sound out after coughing up water once she got her head above the surface again. It only took her another second to make her words more intelligible. "Get off of me." She had intended to yell but her throat felt sore from coughing.
"Only if you stay put and don't try to run." Came a familiar growl.
Her eyes flew to the beast above her, now recognizing this particular wolf as Maugrim, Captian of the Secret Police. The one that had threatened the fox that had helped them. Did that mean... were the others attacked when she left camp? Were they caught? She trembled harder, and not just from the cold. "Fine, but I'm not staying in the water."
For a moment she just glared at the wolf convinced he wasn't going to honor his words. In the next second he off her though and she quickly pushed herself up to be rewarded with a menacing growl. Susan bit her lip before she slowed her movements as she got up and stumbled over to the bank of snow, collapsing there as she shivered. Her eyes darted to the large wolf, following the movements as it circled her. She cleared her thought before speaking, "Let me and my siblings go and we'll leave Narnia."
She wasn't entirely sure if reasoning with the creature would work but she had to try. Maugrim growled low in his throat, "I don't have your siblings."
A sense of relief went though her. They hadn't been caught. "Then let me go. Have the White Witch let Edmund go and we'll leave. I swear it."
Evidently this was the wrong thing to say when he launched himself forward to land infront of her, baring fangs. "You're not going anywhere. You, Susan, are staying in Narnia. Alive. No matter what happens to your siblings."
No matter what happened to- "You're saying they're going to die! The White Witch wants us all dead." It felt terrible just saying the words and she wondered for a moment how Edmund was still alive in the first place. Did the dreaded witch need all of them together to kill them? "Me and my family have to leave! We don't want to be part of this war! Let me go back and I'll convince Peter and Lucy as well, you give us back Edmund so we can go. That way no one has to die!" She was on the verge of crying as she realized how terrible of a situation she was in. "Don't hand me over to the White Witch."
"I don't plan to."
Her heart stopped beating for a second. What? "Y-you don't plan to kill me? To give me to the witch for her to kill?"
"No pup. You're staying with me."
She blinked, even more confused than before. Staying with him? And did he just call her 'pup'? "What?" she croaked out.