Blacktail Deer Plateau set fire to the rain

never!

Cas still didn't understand, but nodded like he did. in his world, everyone had a dad, and it was hard to shake that mode of thinking. so he said nothing about it, but agreed with a low sound that blue willow was the one to visit for injuries. "the medicine you have to drink tastes like utter ass, but everything else is okay," he laughed. shaking out his dark ruff, the boy sidled alongside Regi and glanced around them, then back to the golden-eye.

"is there anything in particular you would like to see?" he inquired hopefully, already bored as hell playing tour guide. maybe Regi would want to hunt, or spar -- these were things Cas actually liked to do, not play flight attendant aboard the Blacktail Deer Plateau 747.