The morning was bright as Castiel emerged from his den. A thin blanket of snow had fallen the night prior, though considering the air was rather warm for the season he didn’t doubt it would all be gone by the time the sun set. The pale colored man scanned the terra, searching for signs of other Celestian’s about. He knew he was biding his time yet, having not approached Regulus about his legionary test spar. On the plus side he seemed to be settling a bit more into the pack after meeting Kalliope. Though a little on the distracted side too. But it was with positive thoughts and positive energy that Castiel set off into the heart of Celestial’s territory. He hummed softly to himself, content to settle for a bit of hunting that morning before truly thinking about what he might want to do for the day. He felt renewed, a light dancing in his golden eyes as he scented the air. The only question left was what was on the menu for the day. "Speak"

Báine padded through the plains, humming quietly to herself. She hated to be bored. She wished she could find Creed so maybe they could finally work on some of the training he had promised her, but so far she hadn't been able to find him. Who she did find, however, was her uncle. She spotted his large white form up ahead and she smiled, heading toward him with a little bounce in her step. Well, at least she had found someone to spend some time with! She trotted up and fell into step beside him, giving her uncle a big grin. "Hey, Castiel!" she greeted him cheerfully, her tail waving behind her. "Whatcha up to?" "Talk" "You" Think

Castiel blinked with surprise as a white blur bounced up beside him. His niece... He dug for the name, this time luckily recalling it. “Báine.” He greeted, offering a smile of his own. “As of this moment nothing but enjoying the winter air and talking with one of my nieces.” He gave her a wink, a light laugh leaving his maw. “Though I suppose I could be up for a bit of... Trouble.” He arched a brow, wondering if the younger girl might still like to run around like a pup. She was at least two... But hey, you could never be too old to have some fun, right? {{Ooc:: Sorry for the icky post!}} "Speak"