The next day at Dragon Practice, Elsa got noticed a bit.
Elsa lifted her shield and the Nadder spines embedded themselves into it. She scrambled away and slid, running into one of the makeshift walls, ducking around and confusing the Nadder. She ran as quickly as she could, avoiding the falling walls, cause of this Astrid, then stopped in confusion when she saw Hiccup just standing there, no ax just a shield, saying,
"Has anyone ever seen one napping?" Then Elsa jerked her glance up, seeing her sister jump off the top of a falling wall, and before she knew what she was doing she threw a shield lying nearby at her, knocking her away from Hiccup, who still fell backwards. She somersault dove over and swung her ax, hitting the Nadder with the flat, making it croak in defeat and retreat to its cage.
"Well done Elsa." Gobber praised, and Elsa gripped her ax tightly, nervous, then jumped when she heard Astrid hiss,
"Is this some kind of a joke to you?" Elsa turned and saw her sister glaring at her.
"Our parents' war is about to become ours." Elsa snapped back,
"Our parents are dead!" She glared at her sister, ignoring the gasps from the watching teens as she pointed her own ax at Astrid for emphasis.
"You need to figure out which side you are on, the ghosts or the Vikings." Elsa spat, and ran out of the arena, running fast to the woods, where she ran to the spot where she'd freed the White Fury the day previous. She just couldn't figure out why the dragon hadn't killed her, and she had to see it again. She climbed over a high wall, climbing down a vine to an overhanging boulder, where she climbed down the boulder, hoping that the White Fury would still be there. She remembered that she'd put a loaf of bread in her satchel that morning, so she drew it out and held it in her empty hand as she looked around the cove. She heard the dragon behind her so she turned and saw the white dragon slowly coming up. She held out the bread and the dragon carefully opened it's mouth, then retreated, growling. Elsa looked at her ax then threw it sideways, embedding it in a tree. The white dragon glared at the weapon for a second, then sat on her haunches, twitching an ear. Elsa held out the loaf and she saw the dragon's mouth.
"Huh, toothless. And a snowflake?" She saw a snowflake on the dragon's jaw.
"I could've sworn you had.." Teeth appeared and the dragon snatched the loaf, tossing it in the air then swallowing it. Elsa held her hands as they were when the dragon took the bread and said in astonishment,
"Teeth." Then the dragon looked at her and cocked her head, as if asking why Elsa was standing like that. Elsa smiled, then the dragon slowly opened it's mouth, copying her smile, and drawing in her teeth. Elsa reached out her hand slowly, then the dragon growled and darted away. She shook her head and let out a stream of fire, warming up the ground and lying down. She put her head down then lifted it, hearing something, and saw Elsa sitting in front of her. She groaned and walked away, laying down on a branch and falling asleep.
When she woke up in the morning, she saw Elsa still there, sitting on a rock drawing something in the dirt. She went over and watched, her head following the stick's movements. Then she got up and Elsa lifted her chin, looking over at the dragon, because she'd heard her doing something. To Elsa's astonishment, the dragon started dragging a big limb she'd broken from a tree, drawing something in the dirt. Elsa just sat, watching her 'draw' and then the dragon dropped the stick, warbling in satisfaction. Elsa got up and saw that the dragon had drawn a perfect snowflake in the dirt around her. Elsa stepped on one of the lines and the dragon growled. Elsa winced then looked over at the dragon. She lifted her foot and the dragon began purring. She touched the line lightly again and the dragon growled. Elsa repeated this just to make sure then stepped between the lines and the dragon continued purring. Elsa smiled and then stepped carefully, trying not to touch any lines, and didn't notice how close she was to the dragon until she felt it's breath on her back. She turned and stared at the dragon's deep blue eyes, and lifted her hand again. The dragon started growling then Elsa stopped her hand's movement, closing her eyes and turning her head, slowly moving her hand forward once again. This time the dragon didn't growl, but gently pushed her head against Elsa's hand. Elsa slowly looked over at the dragon, who then pulled her head away, sniffed, then darted away.