After Ivan made sure Matthew was settled, the little blonde boy wandered around the house freely, his mother's necklace around his neck. The Russian simply watched with a smile, holding a laugh back as Matthew discovered Aloe and her battle-scarred mom sleeping on Ivan's bed. He had woken the two cats up.

Aloe's gray kitten fur fluffed up, and her scarred mom hissed quietly. They stopped their fearful warnings as they caught the blonde's scent. Mother and child leapt down and sniffed warily at Matthew. "Mama, is he a 'ampire? He smells like a 'ampire!"

"He's a pr'ba'ly a yo'ng one," Her mom rumbled, sitting down. She knew the relations between cats and vampires went back a long, long time. "Jus' call me Mama. This 'ere is Aloe, my b'by. The tom's 'round here d'n't mess with me. See my scars? Th'y're from fightin'." Mama's yellow eyes glittered teasingly.

"Ivan saved Mama and me from some big scary dogs! He gets really, really scary when protecting people. His eyes turn–" Mama slapped her tail over her daughter's muzzle, hissing at her in Cat. The kitten's yellow eyes lowered, and she slinked to hide under Ivan's bed. "Aloe is sowwy..."

Matthew looked up at Ivan, and shied away with a small whimper. The Russian's eyes reminded of the dogs who attacked him and his twin – fierce, cold, and smoldering. "Vanya! Yer scarin' the boy! Quit th't!" Mama bristled, glaring up at the taller teen. "Contr'l yerself 'round 'im!" Her bushy tail wiped away the six-year-old's tears. Ivan shook his head and sunk down to Matthew's level.

"I'm sorry. I never meant to scare you, Matty. Forgive me?" The little boy tilted his head to the side, looking at the Russian with a oddly curious expression. He nodded.

"Alright! I forgive you! Ivan's just protecting Matty, right?"

"Da, I am." From your brother. He didn't dare say that, but smiled easily instead and kissed the boy's forehead. Mama watched the entire exchange with emotionless yellow eyes. She knew, as all mothers knew, that Matthew was in good hands with someone as strong as Ivan.

"Mama, Mama! The 'ampire's bear is tryin' to eat a birdy with a bobbly-thing on its head!" Aloe mewed excitedly from the windowsill, then pointed her muzzle outside. Matthew ran over and tried to peer over the edge. Ivan lifted him up to sit on the chest by the window.

"Kumajirou! Leave that bird alone!" Before the Russian could stop him, the little blonde vampire jumped from the window, landed on the ground, and ran towards his white bear cub. He pulled the little bird from Kumajirou's mouth and sighed. "I'm sowwy. Kuma likes to stuff random stuff in his mouth!"

The little girl puffed up her cheeks and snatched away her bird. "Dun't let your mean ol' bear touched Haven! My quail dun't like being eaten!" The dark brunette child tilted her head. "You're a new face! What's your name?"

"M-Matthew!" The blonde boy murmured, holding Kumajirou against his chest.

"I'm Juniper! Juniper Serra! I dun't like my last name. My mama named me Juniper Serra since it fit me! I'm not gonna tell you my last name~" She sniffed at Matthew, making him stiffen. "You're not human! What are you? A vampire or something?"

"I-I'm a vampire..." He squeaked, blue eyes wide.

"I'm a spirit guide! A wolf one, to be exact! Mama's proud that I got to be a wolf! Mama's a fox. Her fur's pretty, all red and white~" She smiled, and skipped back. "'Bye! Mama's calling for me! I hope I get to play with you~!" She turned and ran into a house a few houses down.

Kumajirou sniffed his cheek. Matthew smiled and turned around to face Ivan. "I think I made a friend!" He beamed happily, letting his polar bear down. Ivan shook his head and smiled, then looked up at the second story window.

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"You're not a vampire like your brother, are you?"

"...No, sir, I'm not..." His blue eyes looked down. The man bent down, green eyes plainly curious.

"Then what are you? Not a vampire, as you just confirmed to me."

"Lou... Loup..."

"Loup-garou? You're a wolf-shapeshifter?" The other six-year-old twin nodded reluctantly. "Then... maybe... this will do it."

The older blonde didn't even flinch at the loup-garou's protests as he clipped a collar around the boy's throat.