"Well we're going southwest to the river to clean your coat." Elsa answered walking as the sun hit on her arms and face showing the many white scars she had on both surfaces. On her arms were more scratches like those acquired from creatures with sharp fangs and small claws. And that on her face was a faint cat-like scratch. She couldn't remember how she got it. She gathered some herbs from her pocket deciding she would use them for the soap. They would help get rid of the stain and the smell.