When Autumn Falls

Castiel was right, sure enough. A pup came bounding up to him, firing off words from his mouth at a speed that caused the pale man to chuckle. What a friendly little fellow! He looked a lot like Creed, so he suspected that this little one was his and Kav’s son. Fable was the name he was given, and Cas couldn’t help but shake his head with wonder. Had he been this excitable as a pup? But all the same he decided he’d answer the young one’s questions. Perhaps the interaction with this child could do him some good.

“Yes little sir, I was. I’m Castiel. That lady is my niece, and she’s a good wolf. You make sure to listen to her as well as you listen to your Ma and Pa, okay?” He was smiling, his own tail wagging back and forth. “I was born this way, like my Mama before me. She was pure white, like snow. I like looking like this though. If I had pretty blue eyes I’d look just like her.” Castiel had shifted to a standing position, watching the young one as he kept speaking.

“Primarily I fight for the pack, but I can also hunt. I like hunting for my friend Kalliope too.” He was grinning from ear to ear now. “So it all depends on what you want to do, Fable. Do you want to learn how to fight, or should we surprise your family with something to snack on first?”