How could Elsa have spent over a decade wearing gloves? Anna picked her left one off and began to scratch at the palm, hardly noticing the chill against her skin. She could barely keep her pink ones on for more than a few minutes at a time. It was no wonder that they had been the only ones left in stock at Oaken's.

"What are you doing?" Merida asked, turning her head to face the other red head.

Anna felt her cheeks turn as pink as her gloves, and quickly looked down. "Nothing."

"Are you trying to catch frost bite?" Merida clutched her bow tighter, and used her other hand to block snow from her face.

Anna shoved her glove back on, the sting of the wind against her fingers vanishing. It was only a small comfort, however, as the wind only blew harsher and colder. Snow was everywhere and Elsa was only in one place - with Anna's luck they would never find her and wonder the endless mountain forever.

"Have you seen any more wolves?" Not only did Anna's breath fog in front of her as she spoke, but her teeth chattered so hard that she couldn't be sure if Merida even understood what she had said.

"Thankfully, no," Merida replied. "I don't think that they can live this far north. Down near the bottom of the mountain it's not nearly as cold."

"It feels all the same to me." Anna shivered for what must have been the thousandth time.

They continued forward, their footsteps being covered by fresh snow in a matter of seconds. The world was an unforgiving white, trapping the two between snow on all sides.

Anna didn't think when she grabbed Merida's hand. No one had held her during blizzards when she was a child - her parents too busy and Elsa locked in her room. No one comforted her as her window turned white and her room cold.

Now, she didn't even have castle walls to protect her from the storm.

Merida squeezed Anna's hand back, the surprise sending a wave of shock through Anna's body.

For a moment she saw through the white, and for a moment the fire inside Anna flamed once more.

Anna held Merida's hand tighter and walked faster. There was still more of the mountain to navigate, and she couldn't risk losing Merida.

"Do you think we're almost to her?" Anna asked.

"We're as close as we can be, princess."