Dance Of Warriors [AW]
Castiel had no complaints as he trailed after his nephew and his companion. In fact the pale man felt honored that his nephew had called him along to bear witness to the spar. Perhaps, the older male thought, if no one came to entertain them then perhaps it would be he who tested his nephew’s mettle that day. The thought brought a bit of a smile to Castiel’s face. He found himself grateful that he was within Celestial, with his family, even if it had taken time to get settled back in to things and a few interactions to get comfortable.
The rain, though cold, was not cold enough yet to turn to snow. Castiel took note of it, though perhaps for a different reason than his nephew. He did not share the duties and concerns of an alpha, not necessarily, but he could understand that need to be ready. He returned Regulus’ smile, his golden eyes shining with a soft light. He sat, tail curiling around his paws as he chuckled softly. “Seems to be suitable weather for training, no?” One had to be ready at all times, during all seasons... Who knew what sort of conditions you’d be met with when trouble struck?
His ears perked and Castiel took in a slow, steadying breath. Gaze swept the battlefield as the old man stretched the muscles in his neck. What was the day going to bring? A new Celestian? Perhaps an ally? Who knew, Cas thought. He knew until it happened? "Speak" |