honeygaymaren asked:

What do you think Elsas first day/week with the northuldra was like?


Oh boy. Ooooohhhhh boy.


"Are you okay?" Asked a gentle voice behind Elsa's back.

The blonde shuddered, trying to compose herself, and she wiped her mouth with the cloth Honeymaren held out to her.

"I'm... I'm fine", muttered Elsa, retrieving a normal breathing, and focusing as much as possible to prevent the world from spinning around her.

The brunette softly approached and bent next to her to watch her pale face as the Snow Queen had been holding herself to a tree - cleverly chosen to be far from the working Northuldra, to not be noticed. Honeymaren inspected her features as she rubbed her back to help her ease out of her horrible feeling.

Elsa shivered at the touch, and the woman instantly retracted her hand. "Sorry! I just... I'm so sorry, I should have asked before touching you. I..."

"It's okay." Assured Elsa, clearing her throat to chase the last remnants of vomit she felt. The brunette's palm on her bare skin had taken her out of her sickness for a whole new and different sensation, but she preferred to ignore it for now. She didn't realize that having a bare back on her Fifth Spirit outfit would lead her to such a moment, and had settled to simply vanishing her double train for easier movements during their task. She stood up properly, adopting a better attitude.

She wiped her mouth one last time. "Thank you."

Honeymaren blinked. "For the cloth? It's normal, I'd have guessed that it's a difficult thing to do on one's first time..."

"No, thank you for teaching me how to skin a rabbit."

"Oh."

A silence passed, and the brunette smiled tenderly. "You're welcome. I mean, I feel very bad when I see your state, but... Hey, you know what?"

Elsa turned to her, her face now recovering her normal colors and stretching in an interrogative manner. Honeymaren smiled.

"Think of it as a... How you call that again... Pajamas?"

The blonde couldn't help but chuckle. The Northuldra's accent wasn't right, but she didn't take note of it. "You want me to see it as if I'm stripping the rabbit out of its clothes?"

"Yes." Laughed Honeymaren. "That's the kind of technique Ryder and I used to think of when we were kids to not be repulsed."

Elsa blinked, intense relief filling her soul. "So you were repulsed too on your first time..."

The brunette gave another one of those smiles that seemed to radiate good energy through the whole forest, and the Snow Queen felt her heart flutter. "Of course. You know, you shouldn't be ashamed. I'm actually admirative of how curious you are and how many things you want to learn at once. You've been here for like... A week, isn't it?"

Elsa nodded.

"And I feel like I only have a few things remaining that I haven't taught you." Giggled Honeymaren. "You're a fast learner."

"Not a fast skinner, though..." Winced Elsa, only half joking.

"It will come with experience." Assured Honeymaren, not giving up on her. "And some Northuldra don't like to do that at all. Everyone is polyvalent in the tribe, but we still have some assigned tasks, don't worry."

Elsa smiled. "You learn Arendellian words quite fast too."

Honeymaren simply shrugged at the compliment. "I teach you hunt, you teach me Arendellian vocabulary. It's fair."

They laughed for a moment, and it joined the chirping of birds in this quiet area of the forest. The Fifth Spirit didn't only teach Honeymaren Arendellian vocabulary, but also helpful ways. While, on every day that passed since Anna went back to the kingdom, the Northuldra had showed her how they spear fish, how they tie their clothes, how they herd reindeer, and so on to make the newcomer adapt to their rhythm of life, Elsa had done her best to show them how to improve those activities, however being genuinely careful to stay appropriate and respectful of their culture.

The very barrels they were currently stocking the dried meat in were a good example of this collaboration; Elsa could create as much ice as she wanted, and when she had showed them the properties of cold to preserve the meat, they all had thanked her deeply, for they were using salt before she dropped ice cubes in there.

A few Northuldra wanted to tell her that she actually hadn't invented anything at all, because when Winter came, they traveled North and harvested ice themselves to put it in their stock. But the other Northuldra, led by Yelena, forbid them to tell Elsa for she had helped in a really nice way, completely clueless.

On the other hand, Elsa's ingenious mind brought new perspectives to the tribe, and many learned from her too; she told them about some technology they could built based on what they have, or how to gain time on certain things. What Honeymaren admired at every occasion was how bashful and modest she was when making those suggestions; she never insisted if the Northuldra found her ways weird. But once, several lavvo builders had came back to her a few hours after her intervention to know more about her architectural point of view. Honeymaren had seen a particular light sparkle in Elsa's eyes in that moment, and she had smiled at how passionate the Snow Queen was when she pointed at structures, or crafted ice models to make herself explicit.

"Honeymaren."

The brunette blinked as the call of her name took her out of her reverie. She felt a bit ashamed. How long had Elsa tried to get her attention?

"Yeah, sorry, what were you saying?"

She saw that they had walked back to the part of the camp where the Sami people were stretching pelts on wooden frames to make clothes later.

"What's next for us?" Asked Elsa.

The Northuldra blinked, her cheeks heating up for some reason. "Uh... I'm... What?"

"What do we do next? Is there another workshop I can attend? Does someone need our help somewhere?"

Honeymaren sighed internally, then was stunned by how enthusiastic Elsa was. "What, already? But you should take a break."

"No, it's okay."

The brunette pointedly stared at her. "Elsa, you just threw up. You should rest. Or eat. Yeah, it's pair of toxic all, but you should, because your stomach must be empty now and you'll feel weak in a moment."

Elsa grinned.

"What?" Frowned the Northuldra.

"It's 'paradoxical'." Corrected the Snow Queen, biting her lip in a cute way to try her best not to burst of laughter.

Honeymaren didn't feel embarrassed, rather confused. "It's not a pair of toxic all?"

Elsa giggled, really struggling to not laugh out loud. "What would that even mean?"

The Northuldra put her hands on her hips exaggeratedly. "I don't know, you tell me. Most of your words don't mean anything."

Now Elsa laughed openly. "I'm sorry. It's just... Par-a-do-xical. But I'm happy to see you remember this word. I can't even remember when I used it."

"You keep using weird words." Smiled Honeymaren, now teasing.

"Oh, do I?" Replied the blonde, her jaw dropping a bit at her sass.

A Northuldra approached as they were grinning at looking at each other in the eyes, and he sighed at the particular tension. "Say, when you two will be done, maybe you can go pick up wood."