Just A Ghost At Most

*Castiel* · 07-22-2016, 06:46 PM

The pale man had not expected to hear a voice, though he was rather glad when he did. Golden eyes turned towards Creed, a light shine within them. In his bit of time alone, selfishly thinking, he’d recalled his time spent with Kalliope thus far. The femme was a breath of fresh air to his life. She made him wonder what more there was out there and if, perhaps, some more time away from Celestial could be warranted. Maybe one day he might be able to convince Kalliope to come to the pack, to get a feel for how it was... But until then...

“Good morning, Creed.” The man dipped his head to the other. They were both getting on in years... Perhaps Creed could understand Castiel’s woes and offer a bit of advice. The brute took a slow breath before speaking. “Creed... Do you believe that sometimes a man must be selfish? To put some of his own needs or desires first?” The question hung in the air, golden eyes resting on the right wing of Celestial.

"Speak"

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