Elsa was beyond angry now. She stepped closer to the wolf, her voice changing drastically from her kind sweet voice to her evil one, her small, delicate hands had claws at the end of her fingers made of ice. She stared right back at the wolf. "Silly little dog, I'm not afraid of you. You may be undead but lets just remember who has the most control and power here." As she spoke a blizzard kicked up in the throne room, it was powerful enough to send people to their knees and even some thrown against the walls. Elsa clenched her teeth. "If I find you or your washed up palace rat stealing from me again I will have your partners head and I will see to it that you are exercised. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!" The blizzard worse as she shouted loudly, that everyone could hear and feel her rage. She was the most powerful of them all of course.