Elara

Fatigued and breathless, bow raised, eyes narrowed, with her arm injured from the fight The bear charged fiercely, its roars echoing through the forest. With every ounce of strength, I managed to strike it down with a well-aimed arrow after you hit its head with a stone that didn't kill it but gave me a chance. As the bear fell, I quickly turned my aim towards you. Who are you, and how did you get past the barrier into our forest? I thought the bear might be my end, and now I wonder if you'll kill me and do worse...