The nymph sat with one leg crossed over the other with her gaze following every witch that crammed themselves into Walter's apartment. They all made sure to be set in a semicircle far from the couch she was sitting on. Wallie stood at her side with his arms crossed while he also watched the uninvited guests continue intruding.
Their coven leader was the last to enter their small abode. Her heels clacked loudly against his wood flooring before she settled in front of the television, closer than any of the other witches dared to go. Eleanore frowned down at the vampire and at her own witch. He had bowed his head in some semblance of respect, but kept his eyes trained on the older witch the entire time he did so. She seemed to be very upset about something. Most likely that the one she trusted to watch her wasn't answering his phone.
"Misses Eleanore," Briar greeted in a pleased tone. "It is so lovely that you decided to stop by. Unannounced, might I add."
