She told Lyssa to bring her a menagerie...and to not come into the house.

The Wraith coiled and twisted, gnawing on her insides. Even as the vitae she'd drunk calmed the mindless thing inside.

She didn't want to kill her ghoul because she was so fucking hungry.

Alice paced the length and breadth of the house Bea had her brought to, after the first time she stepped on Bea's rotting remains Alice fastidiously avoided that swath of floor. The smell of the rot already had her remembering waking from frenzy to feel the rotting meat of her tongue...sticking to the insides of her cheeks...the doll gagged again. Going near the bloody, rotting mess that was once the belligerent Daeva...only exacerbated the problem.

Finally, finally, Alice hears the scurrying of paws on the steps. Alice presses herself to the far wall, as the front door's opened, the dogs, and cats and rats are loosed within...

...Lyssa shuts the door firmly once her task is done.

The ghoul didn't know why her lady wanted her to bring all these animals here, she was simply happy that her lady was able to call her after her encounter with the rude women - vampire - who favored black suits. Bea, who would dare to insult her Alice.

Lyssa feared and fretted that she would have to see her lady's friend, the Italian, the Reeve, and explain that her lady had ventured into an unknown situation with the rude women alone. Lyssa didn't want to know how the Reeve would react, and just what she's do to the messenger.

Hearing the yowling, crying, crashing and cursing from within, made Lyssa want to check on her lady desperately, but her Alice told her not to step inside, and so she wouldn't...even if she really, really wanted to.

Lyssa sat on the stoop listening to the racket quieting down until finally her Alice opened the door and appeared from the dark of the house, covered head to toe in blood, fur sticking to her blood stained lips. The smell coming off of her lady had Lyssa's nose crinkling....just what had happened?

"Did you bring me a change in cloths?"

Lyssa stands, giving her lady an affirmative, of course she brought a change of clothes, she didn't like the thought of her lady wearing the same thing he'd worn to meet with that Bea, for a moment longer then necessary.

"Good, and we're going to have to do something about the corpses..." beings her lady as she turns back to the house and all the death that lay inside.

Lyssa happily followed her lady into the darkness.