The Ties That Bind Us

Chapter 1: Happy Birthday Elsa

A now 12-year-old Elsa was just sitting on her bed, reading a book about a Clan of wild cats when a knock sounded at her door. She looked up from her book and said a quiet, "Who is it?" A cheery voice was her response. "Happy birthday, Elsa!" Elsa let out a startled shriek of surprise at her 9-year-old sister's loud yell. "Oh! I uh... thanks, Anna," she managed to squeak out. She could hear a sharp intake of breath from the other side of the door. "Oh, my StarClan! Did you really just answer me, Elsa? Or was it just my imagination?" Elsa nearly choked on air at her sister's response. "OMSC! Anna, you read Warriors too?" She almost shouted in happiness and surprise. "Yeah, no duh, Els. Why wouldn't I- wait, you read them too?" Elsa giggled at her sister's lack of not being able to keep her mind on only one thing at a time.

The two girls had talked for hours and hours and before they knew it, the sun was already high in the sky, witch signaled that it was sunhigh. Then before they knew it, Anna suddenly stopped talking when she heard the sound of footsteps coming down the hall. Elsa's eyes widened from her place on the other side of the half-opened door. It was their mother and father. And so, to look like nothing had happened, Anna and Elsa began tossing the book that they had been reading back and forth. "What are you two girls doing?" Came their father's voice as he approached them. "Mouse dung," Elsa muttered and her parents gave her a strange look. "What was that you said, Elsa?" Her mother inquired with a curious expression on her face.

"Oh! I uh... it was nothing to worry about. Me and Anna were just talking about this book series that we've both been reading."

Anna nodded rapidly in response to her sister's response. At those words, their father looked intrigued. And so he asked his oldest daughter about it. "Oh, and what book series might that be?" He asked the two sisters. He was answered with two wide smiles and Elsa held up a book that said, "WARRIORS: Fire and Ice' he blinked and Elsa just simply gave him a cheeky grin. "Els, you're channeling your inner Cinderpaw again!" the younger princess teased her older sister, who just laughed and replied in a high-pitched voice. "Well what do you expect when I've been stuck in hear for so long! I have a lot of energy, just like you do, you mini little Brightkit!" she teased and Anna burst into a fit of giggles, Elsa following soon after.

In the midst of all of this, both the King and Queen just stood there in utter confusion as there daughters started talking about there book and calling each other strange names like 'Cinderpaw' and Brightkit.' Witch they were totally miffed about how cats had such strange names. But why did the cats have 'paw' and 'kit' at the end of their names? And why in the world did Elsa say mouse dung? What did that even mean?

"Ooh! Els, have you read the warrior cat story called: Running From the Past?" Came Anna's very excited voice, Elsa nodded and replied, "Yep, it's by a Fanfiction author named NaughtyCat9. She makes really good warrior cat stories!" It was then that the King and Queen noticed that Elsa had stepped out into the hallway. And Elsa seemed to notice judging by her giggles while she was talking to Anna. "Oh, my StarClan, you just now figured it out, mama and papa? Wow! Do you two both have feathers in your brain or something?" The 12-year-old's tone was teasing as she looked up at her parents with a playful gleam in her crystal blue eyes.

After about 5 more minutes of this talking and laughing from the two princesses, the King and Queen motion for Elsa to follow them into her room. She frowns and gives a slight pout at having to leave Anna, but she obeys her parents and they close the door behind them. "So, have you got your powers under control yet?" Her father asks her. Elsa simply giggles and puts her hands behind her back, which was hiding a snowball that she was itching to throw at someone.

"Yes, papa." She eventually replied after a few moments of silence. Her father nodded and patted his oldest daughter on the head. "So, can I come out and play with Anna now?" She asked him with a hopeful smile on her face. "Yes," was his simple reply and Elsa's smile seemed to get even wider as she bowed to her parents and raced out of her room and down the hall to her sister's room.

Once out in the hallway, Elsa ran as fast as she could. Once she reached her sister's door, she nocked on the door and asked 8 simple words. "Anna? Do you want to build a snowman?" The door opened and Elsa couldn't help the smile that lit up her face at the happiness shining in her sister's eyes. "Yes, Elsa. Yes, I want to build a snowman." Elsa smiled and took her sister's hands and they went downstairs to the ballroom to play, but where Anna was confused and unsure of what they were doing, Elsa was practically vibrating with both excitement and pent up energy that she needed to release.

"Uh... Els? What are we doing in the ballroom? I thought we were going to build a snowman."

Elsa smiled, removed her gloves, and with a flick of her hands, she threw the gloves away. "We're gonna build a snowman," was her simple reply. And to Anna's aw and amazement, Elsa's hands began to glow with a blue aura of some sort. Elsa smirked as she moved her hands around each other, slowly forming a snowball that increased its size in each round. "Ready?" Elsa anticipated, the snowball floating lively in her hands, ready for flight. Anna nodded her head with a bright smile on her face, as she eagerly awaited to see what her older sister had inshore for her. Elsa threw the snowball into the air, a beautiful sparkling magic trailing behind. It exploded like a soft, almost silent firework of pure blue and white lights, illuminating as the falling snow retained its glimmer.