[The sound of bears is not uncommon in the Hinterlands, or most places around here. They're just something that people have to deal with. Which is unfortunate. No, it's not the sound of bears that has Malcolm on edge; it's the sudden motion from above and the very not-bear sound that follows. He's got an arrow drawn back in almost no time, aimed at first at the top of the drop-off, until he notices that there's some manner of person tumbling in the midst of snow down the embankment.
If it's a failed ambush, it's...one of the worst he's seen. But a bear, no, two bears appear at the top of the steep decline, giving a roar after the near-avalanche of snow. It looks like they might be thinking better of taking a tumble. They might try to make their way around, or they might just have chased this fellow out of their territory.
Either way, he guides his horse closer to the bottom, wary, and directs his dog to be on guard.]
Did you startle the bears, or did they startle you, stranger?
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If it's a failed ambush, it's...one of the worst he's seen. But a bear, no, two bears appear at the top of the steep decline, giving a roar after the near-avalanche of snow. It looks like they might be thinking better of taking a tumble. They might try to make their way around, or they might just have chased this fellow out of their territory.
Either way, he guides his horse closer to the bottom, wary, and directs his dog to be on guard.]
Did you startle the bears, or did they startle you, stranger?