Boartusk Heights the vampire diaries

The fledglings grew like weeds. At nearly four weeks, they no longer resembled round, fuzzy potatoes and instead were beginning to look more and more like miniature wolves. Their uncooperative limbs strengthened and suddenly they were able to do more than simply wiggle and scoot around. As much as they were able to wander now, they were still always corralled back into the den by the ever-present Reyna or her handmaiden.

Their teeth were also beginning to grow; sharp, pearly white little things that Vincent used to nip and gum at his siblings whenever they annoyed him, which was often. Mother occasionally gifted them toys; feathers and tufts of fur to fight over, though the boy found himself favouring the small left over bones that he gnawed on to sharpen his growing fangs.

Unbeknownst to them, their father had not visited once. As far as the Nocturne children knew, he did not even exist (surely this would not cause issues in the future).