[b]Elsa Witter[/b]

A witch.

That was what the pulsing in her soul gem meant, right? It might be late at night, but nonetheless she found herself already rising to her feet in her bedroom. She didn't know where, but Elsa figured that she couldn't let it rampage unopposed. What kind of magical girl would she be if she ignored a monster like that?

Beyond her noble sentiments, there was also a practical purpose for her going out to fight. Specifically, she didn't actually know how to fight yet. She had only contracted a couple days ago, and had not found the opportunity to actually deal with a witch. Supposedly that was because there were other magical girls in the city, and it had been a balance of her own need in addition to not wanting to step on others toes. But she had to learn sooner or later, especially if fighting Witches was the only way she could get Grief Seeds to maintain hr magic. 

"Guess I should be going," she muttered to herself as she stepped over to her window, sliding it open and removing the screen. She wasn't that far from the source, and with a nod transformed into her magical girl form. After she put the window back in order she was on her way, haded in the general direction of the school. It was time to do her job.