Hunter's Fire

Castiel couldn’t help but chuckle at the enthusiasm his son had. One of Creed’s boys was more content to be an ambusher, and Castiel had to admit that position would suit an older wolf like himself better. Let the spry, youngin’s go after the prey and seperate them. He could be part of the team that helped bring the deer down. He eased his claws into the earth, letting out a hearty laugh. “Why not join the boys, Rassie? I’m sure that with the three of you that takes care of one part of the group. Then Acapella can divide the rest of us into the ambush parties.” He glanced over towards Exodus, winking. “Sometimes you’ve gotta have a few strong wolves lying in wait, eh lad?” He was trying to encourage the other members of the pack, gaze returning to Acapella to see what her idea on the matter would be.