The rush was certainly a change for her everyday life..even if the struggle wasn't. With an ivory trail streaking behind her body as she dashes through the area, Rayne 's breath comes a bit..hard as she struggles through the brush..feeling a little ripple run through her chest as a stick catches..exposing a few inches of barren , creamy flesh. Struggling, staggering, and jumping , hands held out to block her from harm's path, deflecting branches as they go by..leaping a rock here or there, her dress trailing behind her..muscles in her legs tensing with each step.<br/><br/>As she comes face to face with the door..the young wizardess swallows hard and looks back..and then looks to the door. Things weren't coming to an end now..not that she was this close..not that she was<em>here</em>.<br/><br/>Quickly, she shifts into the door, practically jumping into it, dress billowing behind her as she quickly turns to the door..looking for some sort of lock..any sort of lock to trail off her pursuers...<br/><br/>"Why can't my life be a little simpler..." She sighs..carnation pink lips still heaving softly as she presses her back against the door..sweat plastering a few thin strands of hair over her eyes, which she promptly blows out..<br/>