Asuma kept on running and running, until the orange light of her former village disappeared, Asuma felt.....drained, the adrenaline she had earlier had ran out, feelings came to Asumas mind, about her parents, 

Sadness had smashed her like a tidal wave hit the sand, quick, and leaving a mark forever, 
she found a tree, just a lone tree in the middle, she walked up to it, well, more like. Limped up to it. and sat down, she didn't want to keep moving, why would she have too anyways?

she already fought, She'd ran for miles. her dad would accept it if she gave up...

she pulled out her sword from her Stealth, aiming it at her stomach, the cold metal of the sword was right at her chest, she didn't give up yet, but she would, closing her eyes. she dropped the blade at her side, a tiny clank sound could be heard from the slim metal thing,

she laid back on the Rough wooden tree, Sleeping, she wasn't quitting, her father would have died for nothing, so would her mother. but now, she was just going to lie down for a bit.