The noise sent her into fresh waves of utter panic. Her legs felt too heavy to lift her from the exhaustion of running for so long and even when she tried to scrambled up to run away from whoever it was coming her way she couldn't find the strength to do so. Her scrambling had unearthed a fallen branch though and she gabbed it, holding it like she would have her staff.

Her hands were admittedly shaking as she held onto the branch but she was clutching it as if it were her last chance of salvation. If he were dangerous it very well might be. "Please don't kill me." She whispered, too confused and terrified to worry about her pride at the moment.