-Greta-
"Stella? Where are you?" Greta asked as she stepped over the threshold of her cottage. 

"In here!" Stella called from the other room. Greta walked in and saw her friend's blonde curls spilling out of its perfect formation as she set up a bedroom for herself. Not even breathing hard, she pointed at the room across from hers. "That one's yours, if you don't mind. I know this is a bit smaller than what we're used to, but we'll make do. At least the main room is nice and spacious, even if the bedrooms are a bit small." 

Greta nodded and gave Stella an appreciative smile, then headed to the room that she would call hers for the next few months. She effortlessly lugged her heavy trunk through the doorway, opening it and pulling out various dresses. She put them in the wardrobe and continued to unpack.

Almost an hour later, Greta decided to go back outside. She was curious to see if any other vampires currently had been residing in Ispwich. Greta was sure Stella's illustrious name would at least get a few of them to assist in the destruction of Kingsley Manor. Stepping out into the night, Greta felt her muscles relax. It was dark. And when it's dark, the creatures of the night awaken.