@marshallthecarpenter || wounded a hurt ;
there came a knock upon the cabin door. one that was from the weak - stated maid as she was holding herself up the best that she could with what was provided around her.
⌜ h - hello ! please - if there is anyone in there - if there is.. i am need of help! ⌝ her voice in a plead as she went ahead of knocking again. what she didn’t want to do was draw attention onto herself - for she was being hunted. but she didn’t think those who were hunting her down, were very clever at where she had disappeared off to. they were mainly busy with trying to capture a few others in the party she was in; and slaughtering the rest.
⌜ -- please - if there is anyone, i beg that you open. ⌝ she had edged on - as the desperation in her voice was clearly noticeable. the one thing she would hate on doing would be breaking into the home and just hiding out till the heat died down. but as she knocked away along the wooden frame - she felt her knees ready to buckle out from under her, as the maid was so tired. the fight to survive from the ambush party that attacked - had drained nearly every inch of stamina that was balled up inside of her.
but this had to be the place for her to hide out. some where in the unfamiliar forest - nursing a wound and being an open target for the hoshidan army was definitely out of the question - she thought as she went one more time to knocking along the door, hoping - no, praying that someone behind that door would show a little compassion and let the mess of a woman in.
