"Queen Elsa, where are you going?" Kristoff spoke concerned. The icy queen stopped, dead in her tracks. She had a small bag on her back, and was about to go out the door. "I'm going to find Anna." She said determined. She began to shake his grip, but he restrengthened it. "Not alone. Even with your powers it's dangerous out there." Elsa grunted, "She's my sister Kristoff. I'm the one who was being selfish and inconsiderate. If it weren't for me everything would be ok." She was close to tears. How could she do this? Shouldn't she have been kinder? She couldn't believe she overlooked it. She was so cruel. How could she be this heartless?! How could she be- "No it's not. I know Anna, and she wouldn't have acted like that merely because of that." Kristoff broke into her spiraling thoughts. Elsa sighed. "You're not gonna say no, eh?" Kristoff nodded stubbornly. Elsa sighed and turned around, "Pack quick. I do NOT want to waste time."
Kristoff returned 10 minutes later. He had a bag packed with money, supplies, snow climbing supplies, and a gun. Didn't want to be slowed down much by any wolves. As much as he hated killing, this was for his loved one. "Hop in." He said to Elsa as he got in his sled. Elsa got in the passenger seat, and they set off. At first, nothing was out of the ordinary. But then Elsa saw something.
"Hey, what's that?" She said as Kristoff slowed down. She had noticed on the ground was a trail of footprints. What was odd about them is that they seemed to have 'burnt' the snow. It was black, as if it were a white foam. Elsa got off and bent down. She reached to the footprint, feeling if it were snow. "OW OW OW!" When she touched it, it burned her. But it was not hot. It felt hot, but it was still cold. She retracted her hand from it and felt the painfully stinging hand. When she looked at it, it was a black burn, but it hadn't scorched her skin. It was like a black dust she couldn't clean off. "What the heck?" She rubbed her hand, the pain leaving, as with the burn. It faded into her skin, as if it never happened. Kristoff startled her, "What was that?" Elsa hadn't been aware he was right there above her. Elsa jerked her head to see him. She looked back at the trail of footprints, "I-I think she went this way..." She said, shaking off the event. "Just don't touch them with bare skin." She and Kristoff walked away. It's nothing to fear. It disappeared. Just forget about it. She thought, but couldn't shake a feeling it was quite serious...