Elsa ran through the trees, each step causing more frost. Soon, it started snowing and she took shelter in a cave. She knew very little of her memories. Her sister, Anna; Kristoff and Sven; Olaf; and her ice powers were basically the only knowledge she had. She fell into an uneasy doze while a blizzard raged outside.
Elsa woke up to see another white cat stagger in. He had blue eyes and was holding a stick. Where he laid down, more frost appeared. Another cat that has the same problems I had. She thought. He moaned and turned over, revealing a large gash on his shoulder.
Elsa knew that he needed help, and then she remembered the tortoiseshell cat that was with her when she awoke. Maybe she can help. Elsa gently grabbed the tom's scruff and carried him out of the cave.
At first, the storm was impossible to get through, but after some experimentation, Elsa found that she could manipulate the snow. After what seemed like hours, she stumbled into a clearing. Two toms were there, oblivious to the new comers.
One had white fur hat had a very light tint of blue. The other had brown fur. "Treepaw, do you know with way back?" the white tom mewed. "No, but I do know someone just entered the clearing. Its breathing heavily and I smell blood." The brown one, Treepaw mewed.
The two cats turned around and stared at Elsa. "Who are you?" the brown one asked. "I am Elsa of Arindale and this cat is hurt." Elsa stammered. The two cats looked surprised. "Queen Elsa?" they mewed. Elsa nodded. How do these strange cats know my name? She thought.
"Will you come with us? Someone wants to meet you and we know someone who can help your friend." The white one asked. Elsa was hesitant. She didn't know these strange cats, but they seemed friendly. Then Elsa remembered Hans.
At first he seemed nice, but then he tried to over throw Elsa. "What are your names?" She mewed. The white one explained that he was originally Martin Kratt, but now he was Reedpaw. He also explained that his brother, Chris, was now Treepaw. Treepaw just glared at his brother.
She followed them to a small clearing surrounded by frozen reeds. Reedpaw lead her to a small bush interwoven with more reeds. A cat walked out. "Hello Mothwing. This cat needs help." He mewed. Mothwing looked at the cat on Elsa's back with pity. "Willowshine, get me some cobwebs, marigold, and dried oak leaves." She mewed.
Mothwing took the young white tom from Elsa and laid him on some moss. She pressed cobweb onto the gash then covered it with a poultice made of marigold and oak leaves. After what seemed like moons, she was finished. "That's all I can do for now." Mothwing mewed.
Suddenly, the patient sneezed and opened his eyes. "Where in the world am I?" he mewed. "Hello. I am Mothwing. This is Willowshine." She mewed, indicating Willowshine. Pointing to the brothers, "This is Reedpaw and Treepaw. Over there, the white she-cat is Elsa. Who are you?"
The white tom didn't seem fazed at the talking cat and replied without caution. "I am Jack Frost. A guardian." He mewed. A tortoiseshell she-cat walked up to the two white cats. "I am Spottedfrost. This is Riverclan camp and we must be going. But before that, I must ask you a question." She paused. "Would you like to join Thunderclan?"