Elsa sighed as Astrid tossed water from her bucket on a small flame, and curled up tighter. All this heat was making her nervous, and when she was nervous, her powers crept out.
Elsa Hofferson was not a cowardly girl. But with the 'great' Astrid Hofferson as her older sister, she didn't exactly get a chance to be in the limelight. She, Elsa, was 15 years old, she specialized in arrows and a bow, her sister had taught her when they were still close to throw axes, and she'd perfected that skill, actually better than Astrid was but no one knew, she knew everything there was to be known about dragons, and had made a secret discovery; an ice fury. She'd told no one when she'd seen it, but she was slowly learning about it in myth stories. She was learning to control her powers, she could use them to fight, she could thaw whatever she made, and on the whole, she only needed gauntlets to stop her powers.
She knew dragon training was coming soon, and she was sort of dreading it. She didn't exactly want to try handling weapons with gloves on, so she'd have to wear a sort of gauntlet on her hands. She went her house, silently crept up to her loft, grabbed her supply of leather, and fashioned with scissors and thread a gauntlet for each hand. They began below her elbow, went onto her hands and covered her palms, going onto her fingers up to the first knuckle, where they ended. They had blue thread embroidered on the back twisting up all around the gauntlet and the edges near her elbow were covered in blue thread. She slid them on and sighed, laying down on her un-Viking-like soft bed and fell asleep.
She awoke the next morning with a jolt, because Astrid was in her loft. She was looking around the attic, half her body showing through the hole, and Elsa got up.
"Yeah?" She asked, and Astrid jerked her head to look at Elsa.
"Time to go to dragon Training." Elsa nodded and got up, following Astrid down the ladder. She followed Astrid quietly, grabbing her axe and carrying it as she shadowed Astrid. She grabbed a shield as soon as she entered the arena, knowing that Gobber's method of dragon-training was accident-prone, and wishing to be prepared. She was right; Gobber shouted as the Gronckle flew around the arena trying to find someone to maul,
"Quick, what's the first thing you're going to need?!" Elsa sighed and held up her shield, warding off a Gronckle blast as everyone else headed for the shields, chuckling once at Hiccup's answer of, "A doctor?!" then somersault dove away, sliding behind a wood slab leaning on the wall, and hiding as everyone ran haphazardly around the arena and came out as she heard the Gronckle get put back in it's cage, and Astrid looked at her in slight surprise that she had her shield and no scratches.
"You okay?" Hiccup asked her, and she smiled for a second.
"Thanks, fine." She replied, and twisted her fingers around her ax haft nervously.
There's the first day! See you later!