The silhouette is one that Beleth would recognize anywhere, any how. At a distance, upside down, in the dark, you could blind her and she'd still know it by heart. But she still doubts. Doubts her eyes, her sanity, and and her memory. Because there's no way that her twin could be there.
She rushes forward anyway, running with all the speed she can muster, to see if this is a hallucination, an uncanny lookalike (perhaps a triplet separated at birth. pffft.) or if by some miracle, the Creators had listened to her. She doesn't even see the bear, not until she's stopped in her tracks at stared at the fleeing Dalish for long enough to confirm that she was either batshit crazy, or Sorrel had just wandered into the Hinterlands.
That was when she saw the bear.
She had to restrain herself from bodily tackling Sorrel, grabbing out her bow instead. She picked out a very particular arrow, got on her knee, and took a steady draw. Then the arrow flew true, hitting the bear's flank.
Then it exploded.
It was then followed by several more arrows, enough that the bear decided that perhaps this was more trouble than it was worth. Another arrow exploding all but under his nose confirmed that, and he took his leave. There was, roughly, three seconds between the bear fleeing, and when an elf-sized blur slammed into Sorrel.
"Fenedhis lasa! You came all the way south just to come hang out with a bear, huh? You ass." This was, naturally, interspersed with kisses to his dumb, goofy face.
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She rushes forward anyway, running with all the speed she can muster, to see if this is a hallucination, an uncanny lookalike (perhaps a triplet separated at birth. pffft.) or if by some miracle, the Creators had listened to her. She doesn't even see the bear, not until she's stopped in her tracks at stared at the fleeing Dalish for long enough to confirm that she was either batshit crazy, or Sorrel had just wandered into the Hinterlands.
That was when she saw the bear.
She had to restrain herself from bodily tackling Sorrel, grabbing out her bow instead. She picked out a very particular arrow, got on her knee, and took a steady draw. Then the arrow flew true, hitting the bear's flank.
Then it exploded.
It was then followed by several more arrows, enough that the bear decided that perhaps this was more trouble than it was worth. Another arrow exploding all but under his nose confirmed that, and he took his leave. There was, roughly, three seconds between the bear fleeing, and when an elf-sized blur slammed into Sorrel.
"Fenedhis lasa! You came all the way south just to come hang out with a bear, huh? You ass." This was, naturally, interspersed with kisses to his dumb, goofy face.