Henry tries his best smile.

He still not sufficiently used to the tusks.

"Hello, I am Henry Oswald. And this is my Gabe Valentine."

Gabe smiles. "Hi!"

They are soon followed...

...by a pair of large wolves.

If Caine were less busy at the moment he would have had some kind of reaction. As it is he only has the mental space to take note of the wolves in his haste.

He comes to a halt at the sight of a massive smoking hole in the wall, and then tugs Erin behind the wall blocking a changing room. The sound of something crashing through the wall (again) is followed by more blaster noises, and then a low snarl comes from just outside the divider. Caine tenses, holding his breath; Erin follows suit. 

Katherine smiles back, "It's always lovely to meet my Grandson's friends. Please, come in, come in. I'll let Robin finish up the yard," she gives him a mock-stern look, and then beckons Jamie to follow her, "And Jamie, you'll help me with dinner, won't you?" 

Jamie turns from grinning at Robin and nods, following the lady into the house. 

Okay, most people usually have a moment where they can't manage to hide their disgust with the situation between him and Gabe.

To be fair, that was often true before the change, but now they are not legally allowed to do anything about it.

"Thanks for having us here, you have a lovely home."

"And your grandson is such a sweet guy."

Felix - who has a milky white eye in this form - sniffs the air and waits for Caine to take the lead.

The shapeshifter scent is easier to distinguish, now; they may be hard to tell apart, but there's at least more than one. There's also a decidedly non-human scent, smelling of fur and something quite unlike anything else. 

Caine waits for the growling to move away from the opening before carefully peering around the divider. 

He gets an eyefull of giant furry alien backside. Angry furry alien, judging by that angrily lashing tail. 

The creature looks back at him while he's staring, growls a bit louder, and then turns away, stalking around a corner towards the back entrance to the room he'd been flung out of. 

"Giant cat alien," he reports in a murmur when he pulls back to look at the others. He pauses, then says, "He saw me and didn't attack."

"Well, if it is Soren, we should figure out who is attacking and then help out," Erin suggests. 

Caine nods in agreement. He creeps out of the change room and leads them in the opposite direction from that which the alien took, towards the other entrance to the room. 

She laughs, "He is a sweetheart," she agrees, "If impulsive," she adds, eyeing his sheepish expression before she heads up the porch stairs and into the house, "And I thank you for the complement; my darling Carlito and I put a lot of work into it over the years," she says of the house, fondly wistful.  

"What's for lunch, Gran?" Jamie asks. 

"Oh, I just bought two pounds of strawberries! I was thinking, we'll make some of those ham-cheese-and-cucumber sandwiches you love, and bring those and some strawberries and fruit dip into the sitting room. I can get to know your new friends while we eat."

 "Sounds good to me," Jamie says, glancing back at the other pair for their opinions. Light lunch in the sitting room - living room, really, but Gran uses terms like that sometimes - means she wants to grill them all in comfort. 

"Thank you, you're too kind." Henry says, oblivious.

Twins follows the lead. Though he keeps an eye out for someone trying to sneak from above or behind.

There's no one that he can see, but of course that's not his primary sense in this form anyway. He can smell some kind of reptile - it's a little off, but still recognisable, scales and venom and some kind of wet pond smell. It also smells strongly of Erin, and, to a lesser extent, the other three teens. It's very quiet, but it does make enough noise that a sharp-eared human could hear it - a sort of whispery shuffle, with four feet and a tail. 

 Caine had noticed Sam following them a while ago, but he's not paying much attention to the signs of his presence at the moment. As they creep up past the other training room they hear a yowl and another crash coming from their destination. 

He breaks into a run and comes around the corner in time to see a group of beige-clad people scattering away from the cat alien. Two of them are deformed, their bodies deteriorating into blobs of metallic goo in several places. They slowly reform as they scramble away from their attacker. One of them turns and notices the two teens and the wolves. They hurriedly aim their weapon at them, firing three quick, completely inaccurate blasts in a panic. 

"Shit-" Caine begins, then has to dive out of the way as another shifter notices them and fires as well. 

Most of the shots - some kind of energy or gas in a thin, translucent casing? - go wide, but one, through some unhappy miracle, arrows straight towards Felix. 

Erin shoves through the door to the office on the left side of the hall, pulling out the blaster she still has. She watches for a chance to get it to Caine, cursing that she'd forgotten she had it until now. 

Robin comes in just as Jamie is bringing in the tray of strawberries and dip and flops down on one of the cushy chairs in front of the wide livingroom windows. He reaches for a strawberry, then pauses, notes his grandmother's look, sighs, and gets up to go wash his hands. 

He gets back just as the last tray, holding a tea pot and mugs, settles on the table, grabs his strawberry and pops it in his mouth without any dip. 

Gran smiles, "Now," she begins, "Why don't you tell me why you skipped school today?" 

"Um," says Robin, quickly swallowing his mouthful, "A lot of weird things have been happening to us lately," he starts hesitantly. 

She blinks, then her eyebrows lift, "What sort of 'weird things'?" She asks, knowingly, a slight smile playing around her lips. 

Robin glances at Jamie and their visitors. Jamie nods encouragingly - if anyone is gonna know what's going on with Robin it'll be his Gran. 

Gran turns to the newcomers as well, following Robin's gaze.

"He and his friends got attacked by a shape-shifting bugger and one our friends helped them," Gabe answers bluntly.

Henry takes a strawberry, dips and then shoves it into Gabe's mouth. All without looking.

"Not wrong."

Scrambling his four legs and falling out of the way of the blast was totally on purpose. Regardless, it gets him out of the way of the blast.

Fenris leaps and bounces off the wall in a way that you only see cats doing it. But the important thing is that it gets his jaws around a beige-clad person. His teeth, are surprisingly cold.

The being in Fenris' jaws shrieks, their attempted dodge stalled by his cold teeth sinking into their leg. After a moment of struggle, the limb comes off, detaching from the rest of their mass with a disgusting squelch noise. The leg dissolves into a pale metallic silver goo in Fenris' jaws, and thin tendrils of the same material stretch from the shifter's stump, attempting to heal the wound but lacking the spare mass to do so. The shifter will have to completely un-shift in order to fully reform again. Being in such a vulnerable position, they instead allow thenself to fall to the ground, bringing their blaster to bear on Fenris and attempting to fire on him.