but I'm sure she was in hell
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Short, non sosu version: she climbs out the side window and in another side window and then turns around. lol.


Instead of following her red-herring stone noise, he remained composed, bending to her trail. Perhaps her ruse was too obvious, or he just wanted to know her better before following the misdirected signal. So still, so quiet - she was glad she was the watcher and not the prey, for his motions were fluid and silent as her stillness. And worse, they were now bringing him right at her. She was mistaken - she had thought him the hunter, but he turned away from where her missile had landed as if not wishing to be found himself. It was either that or her cover was truly blown, but she saw no recognition in his face. Involuntarily, a catching of her breath to withhold sonorous oxygen: a reflexive retreat, but only a few inches and only her upper half, recoiling away from the light that didn't quite reach fully into her hideaway. She clutched her arms to her body, knowing their gangling habit to knock into things unintentionally. She had merely seconds before he found her scent and knew she was there. Every logical particle of the shadow-hooded hound told her to step forward and own up before she was found skulking like a ne'er-do-well, for nobody liked to be spied upon, villains and honourable folk alike. But if he was one of those barbaric sort, she could not currently risk the inevitable confrontation. Her bones pained her too much. She was here for information, and it seemed subterfuge the best way to obtain it. So, making sure to remove herself from the sight-line of the doorway, Caspa glanced around for new inspiration. A shuttered window to her right was all she could see by the light that came through cracks in the wood, and she went to it with frantically hot-footed steps, drawing the shutter open while giving a wary glance over her angular shoulder, and then pulling herself up onto the sill, gathering her legs beneath her following the heaving action of her sinewy arms. The window was missing its glass, thank goodness, and after first walking awkward bent legs forward a few tiny steps she dropped through to land as lightly as she could - but still enough to jar her fractured bones. Lanky arms hugged a narrow chest, her eyes screwed up until the pain faded. She was next to a fence that separated the first house from its detached neighbour, only just wide enough for Caspa to bend one knee as she folded double, head pressing into the crook of her elbows and her upper leg in a dark world of slowly decreasing pain and effort to keep her tightening breath quiet. As soon as she could move, not looking back, Caspa levered herself up and on and through the matching window of the next house, scrambling as quickly as she could while still nursing her pain. Once inside she turned hurriedly to inspect the way she'd come, uncertain she'd made her maneuver without detection. It had not been the swift and stealthy thing of her imagination, but more a desperate scramble laden with puppyish hesitation and clumsiness and she didn't doubt her scent would give her away anyway. She would have liked to, but she could not stay here at this window to continue watching. Her trail was in dire need of disguising, and her only intention could be to exit this second house as fast as she could - once she was sure he'd gone into the first - and move somewhere she could rely on to be undetectable. It was a ambitious game she was playing, though, and Caspa knew this, doubtful of her success as she turned to lay her gaze upon her escape route.

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