The Sentinels our battles they may find us, no choice may ours to be

fading <3

she fell against him, and curled as a tiny yawn split her jaws. "aww," Cas was able to whisper, wincing as her blunted little muzzle stabbed him briefly in the eye -- moving a few centimeters away, he lay a broad forepaw gently over his sister, yawning until his hot breath ruffled the velveteen fur upon her head. 

and so the boy fell into his own sleep, lulled by the sheer innocence of the babe and the comfort of his parents' den. in the morning he would rise early and depart, but for now he slept exhaustedly.