"I'm glad that you like it," he said with a weak smile. Shadowfax seemed to want to get out of the horse and he did. He was in the barn after it was opened by Benjamin. Vincent then went into the small house getting everything started.

She followed Vincent to the fireplace \, looking around at every inch of the cabin as she went, then stopped behind him "Need any help? Getting firewood or starting it or anything?" She asked, only because she needed something to do, and waiting for his answer looking around still.

He got the fire lit quicker than he thought he would and turned to her slightly. "Do you think you could get the clothes in here because I think we need to get changed so we don't get sick."

She nodded and walked over to the door, and, slightly hanging out, and called for Cloud, whom had been carrying all their bags. When she noticed Benjamen approaching her with his arms full of bags and pranced over to him to help him carry them. "Once again you've beat me at something," She said with a small laugh, grabbing the bags that were slipping form his finger tips with ease. They walked quickly back inside now and set the bags down near the small couch that was across the room form the fireplace. Benjamen headed to the stairs to explore the two small bedrooms. He opened one door to a dust filled room with a small chest and single bed, and the next to a much bigger and cleaner room, he guessed it was the master bedroom, because within it was a medium closet and bathroom. He come back down shorty after that "Who wants the couch?" He asked in a menacing voice, as to show it wouldn't be him. Risa had wondered into the kitchen and explored every drawer and cabinet, looking for pot and pans, silver wear, and a working oven. She grinned when she found one and come back out into the warmer room.

Vincent was a bit shocked by the danger that he sensed on Benjamin's voice. Last time he had checked up there it was a queen or king sized bed and two could easily sleep on it. Then he realized that older brothers might actually want to protect their sisters.

"I'll sleep on the couch," he volunteered before grabbing his bag and heading into a small half bath that they had. After getting into more comfortable clothing he came back out and sat down on the couch. It was too short for him to lay on and upon realizing that he regretted volunteering.

Risa shook her head "Nope." She said stubbornly. "You will not sleep on that. I will, I'm shorter, and used to couches, I actually prefer them," She said with a wryly grin. Benjamin shifted uneasily and acted as if he didn't want her down there, but held his tongue, hoping she'd pick up his obvious hints. She noticed instantly, and without even looking at him she said in a scolding voice "Benjamen, if you don't want me sleeping down here then why don't you? Or better yet no one?" She said, rolling her eyes at him. He grunted and finally said "Fine. Do whatever you want just leave me out of it!" He said in a rude tone. She giggled as she thought of what the mothers in books she used to read said Don't you take that tone with me!, she thought about saying it as a joke but decided not to, since he was already angry with her.

"Don't take the master bedroom," Vincent yelled back. "I have too many valuables in there and I don't trust you enough." He was honest about that and most of the valuables were memories that his parents, long dead now, had placed there. He settled slightly on the couch and looked back to Risa. "I refuse to let you sleep on this couch," he said stubbornly. "Unless you want me to call you m'lady from now on."

She raised an eyebrow "You know I have methods of torture as well," She said with an evil grin "and you best not make me use them." She said in a playfully threatening voice. "And," She added with a creepy look on her face "I have a weapon of mass destruction protecting me." She said, motioning up the stairs to her brother "Tied by blood." She added crudely, giving him a your-move look.

"I'm not giving up the couch," he said after a moment. "I'd rather have you in the comfortable bed..." He was fully sure about what he was saying and he looked at her with a caring expression that could easily be translated into "it's for your own good."

She glared at him and stuck out her tongue immaturely, like the little children did in all her favorite books, then she turned away from him with her arms crossed, "Fine, then I'm going on a hunger and sleep strike as of now. And not talking to you as of..." Then she over to her bag and took out a sticky note and pen and wrote NOW! Then stormed off.

Vincent looked frustrated. He didn't know why she was being defiant about something so stupid. Maybe he could easily talk to Benjamin and have him convince her that she should get the better room, someplace to herself. He went after her though with a concerned expression. "Wait Risa," he said. "I just want you to be comfortable... please don't do this to me."

She looked back at him with tight lips, then she stuck her tongue out, then wrote on her paper I am comfortable anywhere, and I can do what I want, Then she stuck her tongue out again and walked up the remaining stairs quietly.

"Fine," he yelled. "Take the couch if you want it." He would sleep outside then if he had to. He looked slightly pained from having to say that because he wanted her to have her own room.

She turned back with a smug look, raised her eye brows and grinned at him. She walked back down "Don't be sad, get glad," She said to him with a laugh, then went to find Benjamen, who was out with the horses. "I'm on the couch, Benji," She said with a aren't-you-proud-of-me? look on her face. He frowned and her face dropped. "Why?!" He demanded, almost angry with her "I'm the shortest, and you didn't want to, so it's the only logical thing to do." She explained in a very matter-of-fact like voice. He rolled his eyes and walked away form her, "JERK!" She yelled after him as she ran to catch up to him "Don't let yourself be seen!" She said in a harsh whisper "Epically after I yelled!" She added hastily looking around "You saw what happened to..." She trailed off, looking into the surrounding forest. She had a dreamy look on her face and she tried to walk into the dark embrace of a cleverly thought out trap, but Benjamen caught her and lead her back into the cabin. "Traps." He explained bluntly to Vincent, not waiting for him to answer as he carried Risa up the stairs into the smaller room, which was his. She just looked straight ahead, at Vincent, in a silent awe.

Vincent looked pretty ticked off and he went outside. He'd grabbed a weapon in the process, something that could easily defend himself with and when nothing came forward he went back in and bolted the doors. He was growling under his breath in a menacing way that almost made him seem like a wolf himself. He'd gone upstairs also and took a few bottles of liquid out of the cabinet. They had rich scents to them and they'd been frequently used to lull his mother out of this state. He got a wash cloth too and wetting it down with water he put a few drops of each on it before going into the room. "Put this on her forehead," he said. "It should help."

Benjamen looked at him suspiciously for a minuet before taking the wash cloth from Vincent and setting it carefully on Risa's forehead. Risa's glazed eye soon became more focused and the dreamy look slowly faded. She looked suspiciously at Benjamen, then Vincent, then back to Benjamen, and he just shrugged at her and said "Ask Vincent." and with that he left. She grumbled something about him always leaving then looked at Vincent "So what did I do this time?" She asked reluctantly, pulling the rag off her head as she finished.

"Well I forgot about these things called traps..." Vincent began. "They kind of take a liking for pretty girls and generally draw them in with a certain power... I'm not sure how it works." He paused slightly and then dug through a dresser drawer till he found a necklace. "Wear this and you should be safe."a

She was still confused but took the necklace and clicked it together around her neck without a second thought. "I don't really get how this would help but 'kay. I'll try to stay inside." She said with a small smile that she didn't mean. She walked down to find Benjamen, who was sitting on her future bed, the small lumpy, couch, and she sat heavily next to him with a smile. He immediately noticed the necklace and glared at the stairs. "Whats that?" He asked, acting as if it were disgusting. She smiled and tilted her head a little, resembling an animal "Vincent said it protects me form the traps." He laughed a little, disbelieving her and not trusting Vincent. She glared at him "Don't make me go silent on you." She said threateningly "Stop being so suspicious of Vincent!" She scolded him angrily, and he shrank back, in utter horror, as if she had slapped him. She crossed her arms and looked at the fire, giving him an angry sideways stare.

Vincent had gone into the master bedroom where he was rummaging through some old memories. he'd let the two siblings have their time. A lot of the people in his division had a house like this in the wilderness that usually helped them come back from a regression. It secluded them and with all the traps it got rid of the werewolves.

The image he was looking at was a picture of his family, just his mother, father, and himself standing in front of the house. It looked to be as if it were just after the house was built because he was still young. This house was the only pleasure that came from being in the servant ranks.

Benjamen's composed, calm expression soon faded to show her torture was effective. She didn't change her expression. She knew he wanted her to show a reaction. "Risa...please, I'm sorry, I'm just too overprotective..." He pleaded with her. She had never heard him sound so pitiful, so she dropped her arms and looked over at him worriedly, pale as a ghost. "Benjamen..." She said quietly. He flinched as she turned, as if she were going to hit him "Benjamen what's wrong with you?" She asked, the worry in her voice quickly heightening "This isn't you...snap out of it!" He took a while to answer, and when he did, he spoke in a very quite, weak voice "Sorry?" She felt hot tears run down her face, and she closed her eyes and said a final time "Benjamen..." Then with all her might she slapped him across the face and yelled "SNAP OUT OF IT!" He shrunk back in horror, touching his fingertips to his cheek, almost shaking, and then he was gone in a dash up the stairs into the tiny room he had claimed. She slumped her shoulders and dropped her head and cried silently to herself, waiting for someone to come back down.

Vincent had heard the door shut. He wondered for a moment what had happened and then stood up. He walked slowly and deliberately down the stairs. When he saw Risa he was slightly confused as to why she was crying. When he reached the bottom of the stairs he walked over to her and sat down. He wrapped his arms around her gently, not sure what else he could do. "Did you get in a fight with him?" he asked gently.

She was a bit shocked when Vincent came to her, and she took a minuet to answer him "No...I lost him...." She answered quietly, letting the words echo through the void of her empty mind and slowly fade away. There was nothing but silence now, and she quite liked it this way.

"I'm sure you didn't lose him," he said in a calm voice. He wasn't sure what happened and almost 100 percent sure he didn't want to know what had happened. He was worried though so he had to do what he had to do.

She looked at him with pained eyes "You're only sure because you haven't seen him." She said, and when she finished she started sobbing again. After a few minuets she compiled herself and called "Benjamen, would you please come down here?" In a few minuets he came down and when Risa stood, he flinched again. "See?!" She asked Vincent "He's quiet and weak and mannerly!" She said in a panic "Thats the exact opposite of what he is!" She added, proving her logic.

"Have you considered the fact that I'm here and I gave you a necklace?" Vincent asked. He moved away from her at that point not wanting to upset Benjamen. The mannerly attitude was fine in his opinion and he saw nothing wrong with it. That was mostly due to the fact that he was used to things like this happening all the time.