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*Faite* · 11-23-2015, 11:05 PM

Castiel?

Ears flicked at the name of her uncle being thrown out. She recognized his name, of course, but she didn't recognize the voice who'd spoken it. Confusion set in and the boy was almost forgotten as she tried to figure out who would know her uncle. She couldn't smell Castiel nearby. Surely the wolf couldn't have mistaken her for him? She wasn't aware they smelled alike... or looked alike for that matter. So as her brows knit together as she tried to figure it out she almost missed the large woman as she approached.

Excuse me!"

Her gaze went to the woman who held similar markings to the gray male, Creed, who hung around her mother. She cocked her head to the side but offered the woman the same friendly tail wag that she'd offered the young boy. She could see the worry etched into the woman's face and Faite didn't feel concerned at all about the other female. She knew the battlefield was no place for the kid, or herself, but with the anxiety that the woman let off she knew that she at least wouldn't be hurting the kid. She even asked him the same question that she'd asked only a few minutes prior. She turned her gaze to look at him to hear his answer. He really didn't belong out here all by himself after all and if he had a family to get back to then she was all for helping him get to it.

But from the way the boy was acting since she'd arrived she had the inkling feeling that he wasn't going to be answering their questions any time soon. He reeked of fear and between the lowered body, the flattened ears, and the tucked tail she didn't need to smell him to be able to tell that he was terrified. The concerned and worried look worked its way back over her face as she looked at him and pondered how to make him feel better. She didn't feel as though she was scary. Sure maybe the other woman was scary because of how big she was, but she wasn't scary looking or acting either in all reality. Still the kid shied away from both of them and Faite couldn't help but feel sorry for him. She hadn't meant to frighten him more.

She'd just opened her mouth to speak softly to him to try and reassure him that everything was okay and that they wouldn't hurt him when the sound of another wolf caught her attention. This one was moving fast though and she stepped away from the boy quickly as a blur of black, white, and rainbow came rushing to the boy's aid. From the snarling Faite could only assume it was the boy's mother and she was in no hurry to get in between that. Ears flattened against her skull and her tail tucked automatically in between her legs as she crouched and shuffled away from the mother and son in an attempt to sway her anger. She hadn't meant any harm to him. She glanced quickly at Avalon wondering how the other would react before she looked back at the mother as she screamed at them. Anger flickered within chest igniting like a match the gasoline and she forced back the wrinkle of her muzzle. She wanted to be angry with this woman for assuming the worst of her. She didn't like the fact that, despite her good intentions for this child, that she was considered a threat still. Regardless Faite didn't voice her opinions and instead glanced between the group once more before turning tail and trotting back towards the West. She was content that the boy was safe and that's all that mattered. It was best she headed home anyways.

-exit Faite-

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