blooding the hounds of hell - round six

the darkfurred boy had decided not to act like a complete jackhole this time around, and dutifully followed his father's call. excitement mounted in his breast as he realized the nature of their summoning, and he clambered to the ledge alongside his sire, peering intently at the spread of elk below. his mother was there; Cas turned to lick her chin and then cast his eyes at the pretty female who had joined the beta pair, but he said nothing.