[Cassandra's prepared for the best case scenario, and she's been thinking about it for some time now. If Elsa was anything like her sister, well... this was surely going to be a training session that she'd never forget.

Cass herself had dressed down a little for training, now that the summer season was in full effect: she wore a loose shirt, tied at the waist with a belt, and her tights. Most of her arms were exposed, showing the thin fur that trailed up from her hands to her shoulders and poofed out of the neckhole. Compared to Elsa, and to Anna, she's definitely a bit beefier.]

...Oh, that? Yeah. [She jerked a clawed thumb at Sideburns the dummy, who now had his head reattached with a combination of glue and tape. Cass smiled sheepishly, just a hint of fang poking out.] She told me all about that guy, Hans, and she punched the dummy's head off.

I'm sad I couldn't see her do it to the real thing.