To Anna, the two days felt like year, slowly trudging along, un-eventful. Granted, she had gotten a longer sleep than she normally would have, for Mia had taken to feeding more with slightly greater intervals in between, and she was definitely well rested, but she just felt so tired of being cooped up.

On the morning of the second day, Kristoff carried Anna outside, where he sat her down on a stump resting against a thick tree trunk, and used a low down branch to keep he ankle elevated. It was annoying, and by now, the Princess's foot had the worst pins and needles, but the bleeding seemed to have slowed down, at least - Odd had collected more spider cobwebs and replaced the old dressing the night before, washing the towel in a nearby spring, and while the wound was still bleeding more than could be shrugged off, the injury was considerably better. Anna only worried about walking around with a hole in her ankle, and knew that even if it did heal properly, it would definitely scar.

It felt good to be outside, and Anna and Mia enjoyed making snowballs together, while Kristoff worked on a little project of his own. The baby girl was getting stronger each day, and much more alert, and she was beginning to actually make her powers work at her own will, although not perfectly. It was still cute to watch her sneeze, then sneeze again when snow landed on her nose.

By late afternoon, Kristoff had finished his projects, helped a little by Odd, which turned out to be a splint for Anna's leg to help her put a small amount of pressure on her injured ankle, and a pair of wooden crutches. They were carefully made, especially for just two days work, and Anna was overjoyed at the prospect of doing things on her own.

Misty, too, had been treated and cared for. The cut on her leg was cleaned up and beginning to heal nicely, and the mare was galloping around happily with Sven again, if a little lamely.

After Odd had changed Anna's dressing, and replaced the towel with a smaller, thinner white muslin material that was much more practical and discreet, Kristoff, carrying Anna and Mia, got on Sven's back, and their mounted his own black horse, named Storm Chaser, and the group set off.

The journey progressed slowly at first, and even though it was more interesting than being cooped inside all day, Anna was beginning to get bored. She began whistling, a simple tune that she wasn't exactly very good at, but about ten minutes later, she'd mastered it, and was bored once again.

"Can't we go a little bit faster, Kris?" She asked, sighing as they slowly plodded along, Mia balanced in the crook of her arm. She quickly changed her hold on the baby when she noticed that Sven's fur was covered in little crystals of ice.

"Anna, we need to keep an eye out for any signs that might tell us which way Elsa went." Kristoff replied back, although he did cluck his tongue to get Sven walking a bit faster all the same.

About an hour or two later, the group stopped, for Anna had accidentally knocked all of the food supply into a muddy puddle, thus making it unsafe to eat. Pausing in a clearing, Anna was the first to dismount, with Kristoff holding onto Mia as she did so, awkwardly landing on one foot. Picking up her crutches, which had been tied over Misty's back, she then took Mia so that the man could dismount, and they all walked (or, in Anna's case, hopped) over to a nearby stream.

"Sorry!" Anna apologised, nervous and jumpy, "I'm so sorry!" As she hopped along, looking at Kristoff, she managed to trip over her crutches as well, landing in a heap.

"Ugh!" She groaned, and accepted Kristoff's hand to help her get up. "I'm such a klutz!"

"Don't worry about it," He told her in response, amusement shining in his eyes. "I'll just see if I catch any fish, now." Leaving towards the river, Odd came over, laughing.

"No offence, your highness," He said, "but unless I'm much mistaken, I always thought that princesses were supposed to be... Well, refined." Anna grinned sheepishly.

"Yeah," She replied, "I'm the odd one out. Don't get me wrong - I've tried to become more sophisticated, but... Well, it didn't really work. My parents even got me a tutor once, but it did nothing except make me hate Sunday afternoons, when I had the lessons." Laying Mia down next to her, she looked up at the sky.

"It was always Elsa who was good at being refined. We're like two extremes, me and her." Tickling Mia's head gently, Anna smiled as she watched the clouds pass by. It wasn't warm, but the sky was bright blue and made her feel relaxed.

A splashing sound drew her attention, and she saw Kristoff holding up a decent sized fish in his hand, smiling. Picking Mia up, Anna stood, and awkwardly hopped over to the stream, before sitting down at the edge and watching for fish.

Ten minutes later, she'd caught one, and had just missed two. Still, she was beaming happily as she put her catch in the cleaned food bag, and she sent Kristoff plenty of smug looks, for her fish were much larger than his.

"Women." He muttered under his breath, but Anna heard, and turned to raise her eyebrows at him, putting her hands on her hips (while still holding Mia), and sent him a mock-offended glare.

"Sven!" Kristoff called louder, attempting to cover it up and failing miserably. Anna just playfully shoved him when he passed, accidentally making him fall into a snow-covered hedge.

"Oops?" She said, smiling shyly. Kristoff just shook his head and laughed.

"You're a natural disaster on legs, just waiting to happen. You know that, right?"

Anna giggled. "Sorry, sorry. But don't complain - you love my clumsiness really!"

Kristoff seemed unconvinced.

"Oh, yeah?" He asked, grinning.

"Of course! You just... Don't know it yet." Anna replied, and Odd laughed from in front of them.

He looked at Kristoff straight in the eyes. "You won't win." He said bluntly, and Kristoff sighed.

"I noticed." He replied, and then helped Anna and Mia get onto Misty, deeming the Princess well enough to ride on her own, before proceeding to get onto Sven's back.

No-one noticed the small stream of smoke barely a few metres away.