[center]As soon as she'd seen the mansion up ahead, Clara could nearly breathe a sigh of relief. She was quick to follow the others inside, shaking off the chill of the night even though it hardly affected her. Christian was right behind her, the relief clear on his features as he stepped inside, only to follow the others towards the living room. They'd both slipped off their coats and left them where the others had, and Christian was the first to take a seat, eyeing Clara when she chose to remain to stand. Once more she was stuck in a room with all of these people, and she was none too happy about it. At least this time Christian had been there with her, and she had sought that comfort – standing close by to him and away from the others. 

The burning question on everyone's mind had finally been asked and Christian cleared his throat. "Ah, yes – I'd like to know that answer as well. That town has never been disturbed such as that before – there must have been a cause…" 

Other than wolves just carelessly attacking for mindless fun? Clara wasn't so sure. 

As far as she knew, Christian held that estate for far longer than she had known him – so he was familiar with the town. Furthermore, throughout her mortal life there, she could hardly remember any threats such as that on the town – why so suddenly would they want to burn it to the ground?

Clara frowned as she shifted uncomfortably next to Christian, her arms crossed upon her chest tightly. Yet another fight she'd gotten herself caught up in within the past week – and it was only a short amount of time that she'd gotten ahold of her sire once more. Part of her was beginning to believe that nothing but trouble followed him.
[/center] [@Arista]