Like Toy Soldiers

Since his meeting with Regulus Castiel had been doing even less... if that were possible. With each passing day his remaining vision seemed to fail  him a bit more… and then, this morning, he woke to darkness. Castiel didn’t move from the den, even after Kalli had said she was going out and Etain had gone off to do what she needed. No doubt that Kalli would notice his odd behavior and be back to check on him… but for right now Castiel had decided that he didn’t care. He was feeling tired… and right now all he wanted to do was remain curled up in his den and rest.

...Time seemed both ridiculously fast and slow at the same time. The man felt like his life was fading before him… and in some ways he didn’t doubt it. Castiel knew he was old… and he had a heart that was splintered. He still had no closure in what happened to his sons and each day it hurt him more and more. He tried to bear that alone… or at least quietly. He was sure Kalli and Etain felt it too.

The pale man breathed out a slow breath and lifted his head. He could make out pawsteps, unaware that they were closer than he thought. Even his hearing was beginning to go… The man frowned, stumbling to his paws before emerging from the den.

...and nearly running into the wolf whom was outside.