As Anna slept, she dreamed. She dreamt that she was soaring through galaxies, bypassing planets at outrageous speeds. She felt calm, and somewhere far away she felt a soft touch in her chest. Featherlike fingertips splayed across it. She glanced down in her dream as she floated between the stars. Little pulses of light skittered over her heart. It felt as though someone was studying her, from the inside. Not inside where her organs lay, but inside her soul. Then she heard whispers, and turned her head, attempting to locate the source. When she found none she instead tried to focus on the whispers, to understand what they were saying. She found that she couldn't, and the stars around her faded slowly. Although, the pressure on her chest never left.

"Anna, wake up," Elsa's silvery voice slipped into Anna's head and her eyes slowly flickered open. When she fully opened them, something flew just over her head, causing her to shoot upright. On instinct, her hand lifted to her chest, where she still felt a tingling sensation. She subtly lowered the neck of the shirt she had been redressed in and was surprised to see a small mark burned into her skin. It was the shape of a crescent moon.

Whatever it was that had passed over her head moments before, did so again, and it caught her eye. It was a purple ribbon of light, translucent in appearance. Wings fluttered on the side of the ribbon, comparable to a dragonfly's wings. As she turned her head to follow its path her eyes halted in their quest as they fell upon Elsa.

Elsa had changed and was human once more. Her platinum locks hung over her chest. She was wearing a light blue button up blouse over a black knee-length skirt. The taller woman was kneeling in front of Anna, relief flushing over her face as the human had sat up. Anna blinked at the open emotion on Elsa's face and let out a small squeak at what perched on her shoulders.

They looked like parrots, but a long, prehensile tail whipped behind them. They were an array of shades of blue and were transparent like the previous light ribbons that had crossed her face moments before. Tendrils flicked behind their heads, light sweeping through them. Anna chewed her lip, sifting through her memories.

I fell asleep again. How long was I out this time? I feel… so much better. But also, lighter. What are these things? Anna thought to herself, confusion evident on her face.

"Anna, these are spirits. My Goddess healed you, and in doing so has allowed you the gift of Vision; to see what normal humans cannot," Elsa explained, her face back to its barren emotionless state, though a small smile still lingered on her face.

"Allow me," Elsa offered, extending her hand which Anna took gratefully, allowing the werewolf to pull Anna to her feet. She flushed at such a formal assist from Elsa. She brushed a bit of dirt from the fabrics she wore before taking another gander around her, this time drinking in a whole new world.

Anna's eyes readjusted to the moonlit glade. She caught movement from the tops of the off-color tree-like vegetation. Her jaw dropped as she witnessed tall, skinny stag-like creatures munching on the leafy tops of the plants. The antlers that were perched atop their heads were more like pulses of light, stemming out from the tops of their skulls. Anna was reminded of her dream as she saw the stags' eyes, galaxies spinning within them. Quiet bleats emanated from the stags. Elsa stepped up to Anna's side as she focused on the little pastel colored translucent, jellyfish type creatures floating around everything.

As Anna soaked in all of the unusual sightings, Elsa was torn inside from the information Amara had revealed to her during their commune.

"Elsa, when this human passed through the veil, there was a surge in its power. I felt it from my end. It is still intact, but... there were a few moments when the veil disappeared." Elsa's breath had ceased upon receiving this information.

"Do… you think anyone felt it?" Elsa had asked, voice almost indecipherable as it was so quiet.

"I cannot answer that with reassurance as I am not confident whether anyone did or not. My child, do not fret too much. Maintain your rituals and meditation. But keep aware of all the goings-on. Now, bring this human to your abode and watch over her as she recovers."

She shoved the overwhelming worry down before surfacing back to now.

"I know this is a lot of information and sightings to take in," Elsa said quietly, a finger from her left hand gently scratching one of the parrots beneath its chin. The taller woman hoped Anna was oblivious to her concern and fear. Her free hand twitched subtly: she desperately needed to meditate. It would have to wait, though, until the human was asleep.

"Amara has deemed you worthy, Anna," Elsa said simply, casting a sideways glance at the redhead, gauging her reaction. She also jerked her head toward the younger woman's chest. The shorter woman blinked.

"She-I- wait what?" Anna stammered, her hands reflexively heading to her braids, fingers curling into her hands as she realized her hair was down. Instead, she wrung her hands together nervously. Elsa tilted her head.

"The illness has been taken care of, but you still need time to recover. I recommend housing with me a few more days," Elsa said, dismissing Anna's stammered confusion. Anna pondered this, then decided to address the previous information.

"You said your Goddess decided I was… worthy? What does that mean exactly?" Anna asked the blonde woman. Elsa's shoulders lifted and dropped slightly.

"Amara is a mysterious entity. She never really explains herself outright. Even her guidance is more so a… shove in a general direction rather than an outright answer... Even though she's not the easiest to decipher, she's never been wrong about an intuition she has," Elsa finished, meeting Anna's gaze for a few fleeting moments before returning to the parrots. Anna clicked her tongue, thoughts swirling through her mind.

What was that emotion Elsa had in her eyes just now? Her face has barely shown any expressive sides. She's so closed off. But her eyes… She isn't the best at disguising the emotion in her eyes. But the one she just held… admiration? Towards me? Anna felt her face grow warm.

"I need to stay with you longer?" Anna asked Elsa, who gave the younger woman a quick nod.

"I… think it would be best for you to do so. There may still be lingering effects from the sickness. I would just prefer to be positive that you are fully in the clear before sending you on your way. Especially since it was from my doing," Elsa told her, guilt dripping from her voice. Anna frowned, unhappy that Elsa seemed to be holding guilt over the situation. The younger woman took a small step closer to Elsa, who took notice and returned her gaze to Anna. Anna reached out a few inches, before pulling her hand back. I'm not sure how comfortable this woman is with touch yet. She may have allowed it when I was ill but…

"Elsa, you can't predict everything. I mean, sure you can account for a lot. But how are you supposed to know that not everything can be kept out? I'm the one who invaded your solitude. Cut right through your protective barrier," Anna said, causing Elsa to tense up a bit. Elsa sighed, sending her free hand to trickle through her platinum locks.

"Yes, I can't know everything. I've been alive for a long time. I've studied magic for a long time. Yet, nothing is foolproof. Nothing is ever 100%. But that is just life, I suppose, isn't it?" Elsa finished, with a small smile that, in turn, made Anna smile. I really like Elsa's smile. I wish she would do it more often. Anna sighed, pursing her lips together and blowing a raspberry.

Anna missed her friends and family, but Elsa was right. Even though the illness was gone, what if there were some extremely weird effects? What if I started randomly shrinking or growing horns? Anna chuckled quietly beneath her breath. Elsa shot her a concerned look.

"So…these are spirits?" Anna questioned, ignoring the look. A fox ran between her legs and into the brush behind her. Well, it looked like a fox with an exceedingly long lemur-esque tail. It had swirled with different shades of orange and red. Elsa nodded, coaxing one of the parrots to perch on her finger before presenting it to Anna.

"Yes. They linger when Amara passes from her world to ours. They are able to slip through the tiny cracks in the dimensions," Elsa explained, watching Anna tentatively stroke the glowing parrot, the shorter woman's smiler growing bigger.

"This place is so…beautiful, Elsa," she commented, noticing the plants seemed to be reaching for her once more. A wind rushed through the greenery around them, sounding like dozens of whispers at once. Long, stemmed leaves brushed up against her pant legs. She felt out of place in this glade, but also welcomed.

"It is a very ancient glade. It dates back to before any known records of time. It is not really of this world either," Elsa informed Anna, whose eyes swirled with intrigue.

"So, did your Goddess create it?" the younger girl questioned. Elsa rubbed her chin, deep thought.

"I don't believe so. If I correctly remember the single time I asked her about such, she basically maintained the fact that it was here when she came to be. She existed, and the shrine existed. Well, until I came to live here, it wasn't a shrine. Just a… tear? I suppose you could refer to it as such. A tear that exposed a bit of Amara's world within ours?" Elsa babbled, her hands creating odd gestures in the air. Anna giggled which brought a flush upon Elsa's pale face.

"Don't worry, Elsa. I understand," the redhead reassured Elsa.

"Even though you've lived in this isolation, is it any consolation how close you are with your Goddess?" Anna wondered aloud, looking at the shrine. Elsa ducked her head, allowing her hair to curtain around her slim face. Why am I explaining all of this to her? I feel as though I can tell this human… anything.

"Being able to commune with the Goddess on personal terms such as this, is rare in my world, Anna. It is a very wonderful commodity that I embrace with my entire spirit. I'm the exception," Elsa told Anna quietly. Anna rolled her shoulders and stretched her arms above her head, sighing when her back popped satisfyingly.

"I know what it's like to stand out from the crowd," Anna said softly, leaning down as one of the foxes meandered toward the redhead curiously. Elsa turned her gaze fully onto Anna as the shorter woman rubbed the fox's head gently, a cooing sound rumbling from the small creature.

"I'm probably one of the klutziest people you'll ever meet. Well, you've seen it at least once. The more you hang around me… you get the idea. When I was younger, I suffered from a slight stutter. I say slight when… I mean it was horrid. I was teased quite a bit," Anna told Elsa, grinning as the little fox chirped at her, wrapping its tail around her wrist. The redhead lifted her arm, enjoying the chirping fox swinging.

"My parents found me a speech therapist and it was getting better. Kids still picked at me though. I met my best friend Kristoff when I was about 7. He had just moved that year after his family had lived in the woods outside the village for most of his life. Actually, I met him before he moved, but that's beside the point. Anyway, he stood up with me against those shitty kids, and we've been best friends since. Obviously, I fixed the stutter as well. Though, it makes an appearance when I'm extremely nervous," Anna said, then blushed deeply. "Sorry, I'm rambling."

Elsa had silently watched as the redhead had told her story. Though Anna's situation, compared to Elsa's, were two vastly different things, the werewolf greatly appreciated the sentiment. She was quiet for a moment, before returning her eyes to her Goddess's shrine. Amara had deemed Anna an innocent soul. She had even marked the human. If her Goddess could trust Anna, so could Elsa. And she wanted to open up to the redhead.

"I'm glad you were able to defeat your difference, Anna. It sounds like you've conquered many adventures with this 'Kristoff'," she replied, a crooked grin upon her stoic face. Anna ran her free hand through her red mane, a smile creeping over her face as well. Elsa's blue eyes were sparkling with interest. She liked that.

"Yeah, we had a great time growing up together. Lots of imaginary adventures and the like," she said quietly. The lemur-fox unraveled its tail from Anna's arm, and slinked along it, nuzzling against her neck before leaping off Anna and disappearing into the foliage. The parrot creatures resting on Elsa's shoulders unfurled their wings and took off, leaving behind trails of blue light. Anna's gaze ascended the mossy cave walls and up to the night sky. The stars were prominent, and the moon was now dipping below the gap.

"I once had human friends," Elsa admitted, rousing Anna's curiosity once more. "A very long time ago," the blonde continued. Anna felt regret and hurt drip from Elsa's voice.

"What happened?" she asked quietly, watching the older woman closely. Elsa parted her lips as if to say more, but they closed once again, and she averted her gaze from Anna.

"We should return home so you can replenish your energy, Anna," Elsa told her, sweeping her hair up in a quick ponytail. The blonde woman cursed herself inwardly. Coward. Anna frowned deeply, frustrated. She would get Elsa to talk. Somehow.

Anna returned to the edge of the spring to throw on her fluffy coat and slip her boots back on. After quickly tying them, she turned around to face Elsa. She slipped her stocking cap on as well. During the time she'd been layering up, Elsa had shifted back to her wolf form. Elsa laid down on the cave floor so that Anna could easily climb onto her back, which Anna did.

As Elsa rose to her feet, the jellyfish spirits that occupied the air decided to cling to Anna's form. These little critters came in an assortment of colors and settled around Anna's shoulders and the top of her head. They pulsed with spiritual energy, their transparent tentacles sending tingles throughout Anna's body. Elsa stood still for a moment, inspecting the spirits with her sharp gaze.

"You couldn't see them before, but they were like this when you first entered the glade, Anna," Elsa informed the redhead, who was currently inspecting the spirits. Her brow furrowed.

"I'm not quite sure I understand your reasoning for helping me, Elsa, but thank you. I know this hasn't been easy, opening up your world. I also know that I wouldn't be breathing right now if I hadn't stumbled upon your cabin. In the two days that I've been with you, you've already opened my eyes to things that I could have never imagined," Anna said quietly, as Elsa spun around to return home. Elsa hummed in Anna's head in response to her admission.

"I'm a mender and peacekeeper of my kind, Anna. It is not in my nature to let a lost soul suffer. The fact that you were able to stumble upon my cabin, is, itself, a wonder. I assume it's your soul, that allowed it," Elsa said, as Anna clenched her hands deep within the white fur of Elsa's back. They backtracked the way they came, another small orb of light fading into existence by Anna's shoulder.

"I think that fate works mysteriously," Anna said thoughtfully, placing a finger on her chin as she thought aloud. "Maybe… your Goddess realized how lonely you were, and you needed a friend! So, she sent a storm to push me to you!" Elsa was silent for a moment as they continued forward, now moving upwards in the tunnels. Elsa entertained the idea of her Goddess sending her a friend, but she knew this was not it. It had just been terrible timing between Anna's climb and Elsa's dream.

"I can assure you that Amara was not the cause of the storm, Anna," Elsa said definitively. Anna shivered just the slightest as they neared the entrance of the original crevice they had entered. The air had shifted to an almost humid warmth, back to winter's bite. She placed her palms on Elsa, sighing as the warmth from the wolf beneath her spread through her body. This human seems to enjoy physical contact, Elsa observed, recalling the times she's reached out or touched Elsa in the short time they've known each other.

"How can you be so sure, Elsa?" she asked, as they exited the cave and were now on the edge of the forest that led down the mountain. Here, Elsa paused, her ears twitching and muzzle lifting to scent the air. After a few ticking seconds, she tilted her head, so her sky eyes met Anna's swirling teal ones. Anna had a sudden urge to scratch behind Elsa's ears. They reminded her of a family pet she had growing up. She resisted, though, not entirely sure how well Elsa, who was, at least, three times the size of her dog, would like that action.

"Because, Anna, I am the one who caused it," she said simply, before they were zooming between the trees at an extremely fast pace. Wind whipped around the pair as Anna lowered her head, bracing against it. She caused the storm? On purpose…?

"You caused the storm? How?" Anna wondered, gently stroking her fingers through Elsa's fur. Gods, that feels… nice, Elsa discovered, her eyes darkening.

"I am connected with this mountain, Anna. As is Amara. I've lived here for so long it's almost as if I am the mountain. The amount of magic I've put into my home… as well as help from my emotions are tied to my magic. This is how I'm able to project a calm aura. I can help others sift through horrible emotions and can calm them down. It is also why you've been able to sleep peacefully," Elsa explained.

"Just like I can push positive emotional influences on others, it works the opposite way as well. If I do not regularly keep my stronger emotions under control, my magic can wreak havoc," she finished, falling silent to allow Anna to soak up this bit of information. Anna contemplated for a few minutes.

"What were you doing when the storm started?" Anna asked. There was another silent pause.

"I was dreaming," Elsa stated simply. Anna's mind drifted a bit, trying to figure out what Elsa could have been dreaming about to cause such a storm. It must have been something heavy… Somewhere in the back of Anna's mind she recalled that her birthday shared the same date as a significant event to Elsa. She also remembered that a similar storm had occurred at around the same time 50 years ago… Anna swallowed.

"How old are you, Elsa?" she questioned. Elsa caught her eye a moment before returning her gaze forward.

"I have lived 124 human years," Elsa responded. Anna fell quiet. Before she could ask another question, they had arrived back at Elsa's cabin. Elsa stopped just before the porch, bending her knees a bit as Anna began to dismount. The clumsy woman lost her footing, though and ended up tumbling into the snow. She quickly climbed back to her feet, face furiously red as she worked to brush the snow from her clothes.

Behind her, the air shifted again, and a breeze swirled around Anna as Elsa reverted to human. She watched the younger woman brush the offending white from her clothing with a small smile. This human was certainly amusing. Maybe the next few days wouldn't be so bad. At least, for now, I know Anna's health is much better than this morning. The fact that my magic caused her to almost perish… Speaking of magic, the veil felt…different. I should check on it later. She turned her attention back to Anna, who stood in front of her.

"You really are quite clumsy, aren't you?" Elsa's soft voice said from over her shoulder. Anna slowly brought up her head to meet Elsa's eyes. She lingered for a moment on Elsa's eyes, losing herself in the blue depths. They held a touch of amusement in them. Anna swore she could also see stars in Elsa's irises.

"Yeah, it's gotten me into a lot of trouble in my lifetime. Well, not all trouble. Some good things have come of it," she said, a faraway smile forming on her face. Elsa quirked a well-groomed brow at this statement.

"Your clumsiness brought good fortune?" she asked, a bit incredulously. Anna hummed in response, taking a few steps backwards before her boots thumped against the stairs of the porch. Her stomach rumbled beneath her coat, halting her words. If Elsa could be mysterious, so could she.

"Stories for another time! Do you still have some of that stew? I'd love to munch and get some shut eye. It's been a long, few days," Anna said, whipping around and rushing up onto the porch, placing her hand on the knob of the wooden door. She turned to glance back at the werewolf.

Elsa stood in place for a moment where she was. A slight breeze blew through, ruffling her hair which was still in a loose ponytail. Stay hairs stuck out from the sides of her head, and she appeared… tired. The moon was still very bright but was slowly losing her place in the sky. The way the pale light shone on Elsa, made her appearance so much more… elegant. The blouse she wore was a bit loose fitted and fluttered softly against Elsa's body. She had lifted her gaze to the moon, a smile forming on her face. And, in that moment, Anna realized just how beautiful this lone wolf truly was.

A few hours later, both women were properly fed and changed into pajamas. Anna had peeked through her pack, finding the clothes she had brought along, just in case. And this situation was a "just in case". Elsa was adamant that she had more clothing down in the cellar, but Anna had waved her off. She had instead slid on the fuzzy snowman sleep pants and oversized long sleeve shirt that bore her parent's shop emblem on the fabric. It made her miss home a bit more, but also brought her comfort.

Elsa had informed Anna that the blonde never got cold, so she wasn't sure how drafty the cabin actually was. She had tossed a few logs into the fireplace to get a decent fire going, quickly warming up the small abode. Anna was currently settled on the sofa beneath a thick blanket enjoying the crackling sounds of the lively fire. Elsa was gazing out the window into the forest, enjoying the moonlit scene outside. Anna was stealing secret glances at the blonde woman. The redhead was a bit uncomfortable with the silence but truly didn't want to pry. Suddenly, her face lit up with an idea. She scooted forward to the edge of the couch, peering sheepishly at Elsa.

"Do you… like hot chocolate?" she asked shyly and was giddy when Elsa's head quickly spun around. There was emotion on her face, finally! The corners of her cute lips had turned upwards in a huge grin while excitement twinkled in her blue eyes. The werewolf clasped her hands together against her chest.

"Oh, Gods, I absolutely love hot chocolate. Well, anything chocolate, I suppose," she admitted shyly. Anna approached her pack near the main door of the cabin and unzipped the biggest pocket. She began digging through its contents, while Elsa continued talking.

"I used to make several trips to the village until a few decades ago," Elsa said quietly, as she observed Anna in her search. The redhead hummed softly, still rooting around the pack.

"You used to visit my village?" Anna asked, intrigued. Elsa nodded stiffly, eyes flashing as her memories surged.

"Years, and years ago, when it was first developing. I was even able to make a couple of friends…" her voice trailed off. Anna's hand finally brushed against what she was looking for, along with another surprise. She tugged both hands from the depths of her pack, both gripping a prize.

"Double jackpot!" she exclaimed, presenting the objects to Elsa, who took a few steps forward to take a glance. Her eyes widened as she registered the items held carefully in Anna's palms: in her left was a container of cocoa powder from Oaken's Café. It held her favorite from his shop, a birthday gift. In her right hand was the box of chocolates her parents had given her. Elsa made a mental note as she was reminded Anna's birthday had just passed.

"Hot cocoa tonight, chocolates for dessert tomorrow?" Elsa asked, raising a brow at the shorter woman. Elsa's heart skipped a beat as the redhead beamed up at her with a nod. Anna stood, practically skipping to the kitchen with excitement. Elsa followed, slower, and opened one of the cabinets to remove a small pot, filling it with water from the tap.

Elsa placed the pot on the stove, clicking on the knob to start the flame and begin heating up the water. Anna leaned back against the counter, resting her elbows on the countertop behind her. She idly twisted a red braid in her hand as she stared at the floor.

"Sooo…." Anna began, trying not to push, but overly curious. "What were your friends like?" she asked. Elsa cast her gaze to Anna's intrigued face before returning to the pot of water. Elsa was silent, an internal debate occurring. Just tell her, you coward. She told you something, now it's your turn. That's how making friends works, Elsa. Finally, she gave in to herself.

"They were twins. They were named Clara and Rolf. Their father was a hunter for the local butcher shop while Clara tailored clothing and she and Rolf ran a stand," she told Anna, as the pot grew hot enough, to the point of almost boiling. The taller woman removed it from the burner, turning off the oven and retrieving two mugs from a cupboard. Elsa gently tipped the pot, pouring an even amount into each mug. Anna scurried over and emptied some of the powder into the mugs as Elsa grabbed a spoon for the redhead to stir with. It brought back memories of hot cocoa before bed with her father when Anna was a child. As she stirred, Anna waited patiently to see if Elsa would continue. The older woman fiddled with the ends of her braid as she seemed to be entranced by the swirling of water and chocolate in the mugs.

"Let's, uh, settle in the living room," Elsa said, wandering to the aforementioned room. Anna blinked, then pushed off the counter to follow the taller woman. Anna happily sat upon the sofa, throwing the blanket she'd had before over her shoulders. She curled her hands around the warm mug. Before Elsa could make a move to occupy into the rocking chair, Anna patted the cushion next to her. The blonde woman hesitated a moment but couldn't deny the pleading expression on Anna's face. Honestly though, who could?

Elsa settled down beside the redhead, gripping her own mug tightly. Anna gently kicked her socked feet against the sofa, hoping Elsa would continue.

"We used to meet up and go for walks and such. Their father… never really liked me. I never really belonged to the village. I would do these… little "magic tricks" for them. They loved it," Elsa said, with a reminiscent smile. Anna loved listening to Elsa. The older woman was showing emotion now. Her head tilted to the side as she took a tentative sip of her hot cocoa, eyes fluttering shut in enjoyment of the beverage. Surprisingly, Elsa continued speaking, without any prompts from Anna.

"Not only was Clara amazing with fabrics but was also a talented artist. She loved painting and could paint pictures just from her memory. True to her artist self, she also enjoyed painting the aura of situations. Sometimes, she would have me pose…" Elsa's face reddened, and her voice trailed off as she covered her blush by sipping her hot chocolate. Anna had been watching her intently as Elsa told her more about the past. She cocked her head to the side at this new tidbit of information. The redhead also felt a pang of… jealousy? Jealous that this woman was once close to Elsa?

"That's so cool! Do you have any of her paintings?" Anna asked as Elsa lowered her mug once more. Elsa traced her finger along the rim of her mug as she caught Anna's eye.

"I might, in my cellar, tucked away. Clara and I were… close. She would stand up for me to her father on a constant basis. But that made her father hate me even more. He ended up gathering other villagers, who were suspicious of me, and… Well, long story short, they chased me from the village," Elsa finished quietly, dropping Anna's gaze. Anna caught the anger and hurt in Elsa's eyes before they left hers. Anna frowned. Who could hate such a kind-hearted, pleasant being?

"So…you never saw Clara and Rolf again? Clara didn't do anything to stop her father?" Anna asked. Elsa shot her a sad smile.

"I didn't directly, no. And Clara would have, I'm sure. But her father had sent her and Rolf to another village on an errand during the time. As I told you, I've studied my fair share of magic. Though I do not have the capabilities of a full witch, I am capable of learning. I discovered an ability called "Far Sight." It allows me to observe others from far distances. I- I wouldn't spy or anything," Elsa said quickly, after the explanation, her red face deepening in color. Anna giggled, taking another sip of her hot chocolate.

"If I could check on people that were gone from my life? That I still cared about? I'd do the same thing. Don't be ashamed, Elsa," Anna comforted Elsa. Elsa pondered this for a moment. I suppose… anyone would.

"I checked up on them for a while. Rolf ended up moving from the village to become a traveling trader. Clara married and bore a couple of children. They lived happy lives. Which, in turn, made me happy. There was another aspect that I noticed. They never spoke to their father after what happened. He died a bitter old man, alone in his home," Elsa said, with a certain satisfaction.

Anna yawned, setting her now empty mug on the side table, wrapping the blanket tighter around her body.

"Are you happy knowing they lived a good life?" Anna asked sleepily, leaning her head on her hand. Elsa thought about this for a moment. It had been quite a long time since she thought about Clara and Rolf. They had passed away before Anna was even born. But, with all things considered…

"Yes, I am. Although we only knew each other a short time, it was one of my favorite periods of my life," Elsa said, glancing out the window.

"Even though your friendships faltered because of some asshole, at least you have good memories of them," Anna said thoughtfully, causing Elsa to cast her an intrigued glance.

"Yes, I suppose that is accurate. I was quite fond of the twins and they were quite amusing. You remind me of them, a bit. But as your own person. You are quite affable and amiable, Anna," Elsa mused, leaning her head to the side with a cheesy grin as she watched a blush spread across Anna's adorable face. It included a look of confusion that brought a chuckle from Elsa.

"Easy to talk to, Anna," she explained, which produced a grin on Anna's face as well. Her hands fiddled with the blanket as she dodged Elsa's entertained stare.

"Well, I mean, yeah! Gotta' give everyone a chance, right? And y'know, I figured you would enjoy the company that I could provide more, if I told you stories and listened to yours! And I just really like to get to know people! I love learning things about new friends! I mean… are we friends? I guess I just assumed and-," the redhead cut herself off, furious at herself for rambling once again. But, as she realized, Elsa was not upset. In fact, her grin grew, those attractive (attractive?) lips splitting wider to reveal straight, white teeth. There was also a flicker of bashfulness in Elsa's sapphire-like irises. Fuck, I can't get over how cute Elsa can be.

"Yes, I suppose, with everything you've witnessed, and the few things I've revealed to you, I could consider us to be friends. I mean… I'd like to think of us as such," Elsa replied, nibbling her lower lip while Anna zoned in on the action.

"I'd like that as well. Soooo… Do you have things planned for tomorrow, or were you just content on keeping me here?" Anna asked curiously, raising a brow. Elsa turned her gaze back to Anna at the question.

"I've... I have a few things I'd like to show you. I… think you would enjoy them," she said softly as her face colored, just a bit. Anna's eyes lit up.

"Like what?" she asked excitedly but pouted when Elsa shook her head. Elsa refrained from replying right away as she was a bit distracted by the adorable emotion on Anna's face. Her eyes skimmed over the plump lower lip that stuck out in Anna's disappointment. Elsa wiggled her head, her braid flopping back and forth as she shook off the distraction.

"It's ah.. uhm it's a surprise," she said finally, assessing Anna's reaction as she went from pouting to grinning with her lips spread wide. Elsa swallowed, diverting her eyes.

"I'm not usually a fan of surprises, but ever since I left home two days ago, my life has been filled with nothing but," Anna replied, craning her head around Elsa to peer out the window. She wondered what the actual time was.

"As I previously stated, I have no doubts you won't enjoy tomorrow," Elsa said with finality. Anna fidgeted beside Elsa, her thumbs twiddling. Anna suddenly recalled a topic she had wanted to return to with Elsa.

She kept stealing secret glances at the lycanthrope. She wanted contact again. She had been craving it since they returned to the cabin. She gnawed her cheek for a few grueling moments before giving into herself, scooting closer. Her eyelids weighed heavily over her teal eyes.

"Mmm… well, that's good…" Anna murmured. "You know, Elsa, I might just have to bring you home with me for when I get cold... You're like a breathing space heater…" The freckled human allowed her exhausted body to settle against Elsa's as dreamland whisked her away.

Elsa felt something against her shoulder and lowered her eyes, startled to see that Anna had fallen asleep and her head was nestled up against Elsa. She watched the human for a few moments. Her eyes traveled over the slightly pink, freckled cheeks. Her skin had a much healthier appearance now. Elsa felt a sudden urge to kiss Anna's forehead, but she refrained. With another glance outside, she decided Anna was to sleep in Elsa's own bed while Elsa would take the sofa. Anna would be more comfortable there. Besides, she itched for mediation and didn't want to disturb Anna.

Slowly, she leaned over and placed her empty mug beside Anna's on the side table, before gathering the redhead, still wrapped up in the thick blanket, in her arms. As she did so, Anna snuggled close against Elsa's chest, causing Elsa's heartbeat to pick up. The wolf tried not to linger on the fact that every single time she touched this human, it sent small shockwaves throughout her entire body. It was no longer a need to help this human; she wanted to. Elsa let a sigh slip from her as she entered her bedroom. Taking a quick glance around, she wondered what Anna would think when she awoke.

Approaching the bed, she carefully laid Anna on the sheets. She slowly slid her arms out from beneath the woman, attempting to not wake her. Anna huffed in her sleep, a scowl crossing her face as the warmth left her. She smushed her face into the pillow, pulling the blanket tighter around her body with a sigh. Elsa watched her for a few moments with a smile spread across her rosy lips. She couldn't resist. She leaned down and pressed her soft lips against Anna's pale forehead. Pulling away, she watched as a lazy smile spread across Anna's face, her dimple making an appearance. Elsa softly traced her thumb along it as she found herself moving closer to Anna's lips… She jerked back, taking a few strides away from the unconscious redhead. Calm down, Elsa. You need to get a hold of yourself. You barely know this human and she'll be out of your life in a few days. Don't do anything rash. Even though she calms those storms inside of you… Elsa bit her tongue, forcing herself to stop her current thought process. With one final glance, she slipped out of the room to let Anna sleep.

A/N: So! First of all, hope you enjoy this chapter!

Second of all, I need to give a shoutout to my amazingly talented friend who commissioned the fiction's cover image!

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Check her out on instagram! Talented and pays attention to detail! Let me know what you think of the art because I believe it is INDESCRIBABLE. UTTERLY AMAZING. ADORABLE. PERFECT.

Anyway, enjoy the update!