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*Castiel* · 10-08-2014, 01:05 PM

Castiel

when they knock you down you're going to get back on your feet,

Castiel pricked his ears towards his dearest sister, a smile spreading across his typically stony features. "I am certain of it, Surreal." Castiel said simply, tail wagging easily as he nudged her lightly. "You'll lead the kind of pack that any wolf would consider themselves lucky to be a part of and I know that you will lead them well." Castiel had never really wanted to be a leader, but he knew that his sister had great potential. He could be her loyal knight and defender, if she would take him on. And Castiel would prove himself to her now that he had returned. Nova was dead and their family was now smaller than ever and that meant that he was deeply loyal to the remaining wolves that he loved. His heart had always been closed off and now it was even more than before with his shrinking family. Surreal would not be hurt on his watch.

A soft laugh escaped Castiel, an almost nervous noise that the man seemed faintly embarrassed of. His ears pinned back for a second and then he relaxed, a smile crossing his features. "Amia is lovely," He admitted slowly, turning his thoughts inwards for a moment. Was a crush what he would call his feelings for the brown girl? He wasn't sure that that was the exact wording that he would use; he wasn't exactly a giggling youngster anymore, and crushes seemed to be reserved for that agegroup. Still, he wasn't sure what else to call it. The man remained hesitant, but at last another smile crossed his features as he eyed his sister. "And I suppose you would know best, huh?" He was convincing himself slowly - maybe it wasn't love just yet, which he hoped for internally, but it could become that in time. And maybe that's what a crush was. Heck, he didn't know. But he could figure it out with Amia.

At any rate, the topic of conversation had changed and Castiel found his golden eyes widening for a moment as Surreal spoke. "I guess I've missed some stuff," The wolf chuckled to himself, "Congratulations, Surreal! And if he's not good to you, send him my way and I'll tear his ears off." That promise was a solemn one, ruining the laughter in his voice as he eyed his sister seriously. "But I trust your taste. I'm sure he's amazing." This was also true; he knew full well that Surreal could take care of herself. But he still found himself the big brother, and the fierce protective urge that rose in him was not going to go away any time soon. He was his family's guardian and he was not about to let Surreal get hurt, regardless of how much she cared about the wolf doing the injuring.

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