An elderly woman alighted from a black car, the door held widely ajar for her. She stepped out, her gaze fixated on the grey mansion before her. The doors came open and she walked in casually.
"Mother! It's so great to see you!" Carol's excited voice sounded. Her arms were wide open and she enveloped the woman in a hug, which she slightly gave back.
"You arrived on such short notice. I couldn't fully prepare for you. How are you faring?" Carol made a hand gesture to the help that was a few feet away and the female help immediately dashed into the kitchen to grab a pot of tea.
"I was faring well up until an hour ago." Arabelle Anderson said with a frown on her slightly wrinkled forehead. A frown etched across Carol's face at this.
"What do you mean? What happened?" The she-wolf help arrived with a tray of tea and she poured some for the two former Luna's.