Emma stopped herself from turning away as she heard a voice ring out from behind the creaky door.  She turned her head to the side a bit as she tried to make out who was inside.  Unfortunately, she couldn't tell until the man behind the door revealed himself to her.  She was wondering why a person was out in the middle of the forest with no particular purpose.  These woods didn't carry any valuable supplies minerals within them besides the trees, but even then the village used the trees on the edge of the forest of they even needed any, none from the middle of the dark area.<br/><br/>The man as tall and lanky, with a narrow set jaw and raven black hair.  He looked a bit too fragile to do any real damage to anyone.  Emma began to assume the man might of been a homeless beggar by the looks of his clothing and the dirt on him.<br/>"I'm not worried about wolves sir.  I can protect myself well" she commented lightly.  "Actually, I was going to ask if I could lodge in your cabin for the night?  If that's asking too much, I can simply stay till the rain dies down" she commented, trying to keep it fair for both ends.<br/>Something about this man was particularly interesting, from his fretful demeanor to the location of his home.  She took a mental note of these things while she spoke to the man.<br/><br/>She pulled back her good a bit so her face was visible amount her messy head of rain splattered hair.  The red cloak had managed to keep her pretty dry for the most part.<br/>"Perhaps it might interest you that if a wolf did come near here, I would be more than willing to protect you and your home".