Arabella took the opportunity to watch him from the safety of the balcony jutting away from her bedroom. She kept just her eyes and ears above the railing as she frowned down upon him. The girls would be venturing out shortly enough. Thankfully none of them<em>looked</em>like girls at the moment. After puzzling over his actions for two or three minutes she returned inside. As she had expected, the servants were coming up from the wine cellar, accompanied by a rather wobbly tabby that drew up the rear.<br/><br/>"Jenna, go check the traps. We need supper." A yellow, medium sized feline nodded its head and nudged open a slightly loose window, then jumped down to the ground and ran off into the tree line. The curse didn't enable them to go very far. In fact, it kept them quite close to the vineyards and the Manor. She however, was free to roam as far as she pleased. That is, as long as she could return by the full moon. As long as she was on her own grounds, she was free to take her human form once a month. It was the only joy in her life now, and it was in just two nights.<br/><br/>Arabella padded down to the main area of the manor and peeked out the window. Would the curse trap him here as well? If it did...she would be forced to take drastic measures.