The instinct to run was just as overwhelming as the instinct to do...whatever she had just done that made fire and lightning spring from her hands. She wasn't really afraid, she was just blindly following what her body ordered her to do. It had kept her alive so far, her impulses maybe not as blank as her past was. She had become very good at running for this precise reason (that and the dogs some found it good to set at her) and for a moment she flew through the night, feeling as if her feet didn't even touch the ground. But her flight was stopped very abruptly as she collided with someone - something that made a surprised sound. Elsa was up on her feet in a second, instinct making her rise like a spring snapping up, or a wild animal readying herself for another fight. It wasn't until then she registered who she had bumped into, or the fact that the girl was talking to her. She was very slight, but armed, which although it didn't fit together in Elsa's head, was at least somewhat reassuring.
"I'm fine," Elsa answered her, the words coming out thickly. She was always surprised to hear her voice and words so different from the people she talked to and it had not dawned on her, that her mother tongue was another language, very different from that of Ferelden. She turned her head towards the village where she could hear bells ringing now, almost in tune with the blood pounding in her ears. She could only hope it was because the creature she had just met, and not because of herself. "Something," she began, her tongue slipping on the word as she accented it with a hand gesture. "I don't know what, but it is out there."
Elsa really had no idea, but she was somewhat used to the startling and confusing parts of her life, since her life was made up almost only of startling and confusing nowadays. She could only hope that this young lady had some strong friends with sticks or swords, or that she herself might be able to call forth more strange powers from her very body. Glancing around hurriedly, she wondered at the uneasiness that sat in her stomach, but it was easier to blame it on the dark creature hunting her, than track it to it's rightful source.