Arielle wakes hours later, body fully relaxed after a much-needed sleep. She stretches her arms, yawning in the likeness of a cat. Emerald eyes blink blearily in the sunlight, and it takes her a few seconds before she situates herself to her surroundings.<br/><br/>She remembers where she is soon enough, and a hand immediately grasps at the amulet hanging from her throat, as if to make sure it is still there. She gives a small relieved sigh to find that it is. She steps from her rock, and tilts her head toward the sky. The moon is in position, but it will be another hour or so before the it is dark enough for Ethan to emerge. Looking to pass time, she begins to explore the mountainous are. Her hand is still on the amulet, and only now does she feel its unusual shape. Coffin, she realizes, and smiles at how fitting the object is for her vampire.<br/><br/>She makes her way to what she believes to be the entry way, looking up upon two large, exquisitely carved slabs of stone. Her hand raises and feels the rock beneath her fingers, awed that such a creation could have been on her island all this time, and yet, she never bothered to discover it.