Unfamiliar Territory {Elsa, Ursula}

Ursula hummed to herself as she sketched. It had certainly been strange, getting sucked away from her home, everything she knew, everyone she loved. And there was a dull, constant ache as she remembered them.

But she was nothing if not self-reliant. And she had her artist supplies. So she'd begun to travel the land, finding food and shelter where she could.

Today, she found herself in a jungle and....wait a minute. Was that a voice?

Getting up, a curious expression on her face, she wandered to the source of the deep, low voice and found another young woman, calling for someone named "Anna." Clad in a bright blue dress and with striking white hair.....she was beautiful.

Wow.

Ursula gulped slightly and coughed as an introduction. "Uh, hey. You need some help?"

Footsteps sounded from behind Elsa, and she spun, holding a hand out in front of her. It wasn't a citizen of Arendelle, as far as she could tell. The clothes were too unfamiliar. "Stay where you are," she called out, adding a "please," after a fraction of a second. She was hesitant to relax her guard, no matter how innocent this woman appeared to be.

Anna's voice reached her ears again. Keeping her hands aimed towards the woman, she turned her head. "Anna! I'm over here!" Hopefully her voice wouldn't echo too much, and Anna would be able to follow it.

Anna came into view, and Elsa hid her sigh of relief. Hiding her emotions was still second nature to the queen, and a year of being open with her powers in her kingdom wasn't enough to break the habit of a lifetime. She was sorely tempted to wrap her sister in a hug, but she felt that should wait. First, Elsa wanted to know who the stranger was.

"Who are you?" she asked, keeping her voice steady. She knew it wasn't exactly a friendly tone, though. But that couldn't be helped, given the circumstances. Elsa hoped the woman would forgive her for her curtness, assuming the woman was an ally.

Well, this Anna was definitely a chatterbox. "Oh, I draw, sketch, paint a little bit of everything," she said, starting to smile. "Whatever catches my fancy. Got a lot of time to do it now since I'm in this weird place."

She hummed thoughtfully to herself at the next question. "Nah, can't say I've seen anyone like that around here. They friends of yours?" A talking snowman sounded interesting. Maybe that was something that Kiki knew about.

These two were definitely sisters, she thought to herself as Elsa apologized and introduced herself. Normally, she'd be a little more apprehensive about meeting royalty, but they all seemed to be on more equal footing here. "Nah, I understand, Your Majesty," she said as she walked closer, royal address sounding almost cheeky in her tone. "This whole place was weird to me at first, but you get used to it."

With a surreptitious glance at Ursula, Elsa waved a hand at the ground before her. Olaf’s familiar form was one of the easiest things to make, and she watched expectantly as the snow settled into place.

But there was no movement. No ”Hi, I’m Olaf! And I like warm hugs!” Nothing. Just a still figure before her. It was unnerving. Was her magic not the same here? She was staring at her hand when Anna's elbow lightly nudged her. Startled out of her introspection, Elsa stared at her sister for a moment, the words not registering.

When Anna's words finally made sense--just a few seconds later--Elsa glanced at Ursula. "We may not be in Arendelle anymore, but I am still the queen, just as you are still the princess." Visiting dignitaries did not drop their titles just because they were no longer in their own territories. Besides, if they were to meet whoever lived here--if anyone lived here--it might help to keep her mindset in that of queen.

Besides, Elsa was in no way accustomed to letting herself drop her title, bearings, or manner. Even when she'd been on the North Mountain, she had maintained her regal poise. She had just given herself over to her powers, and stopped holding them back.