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

Aria. Behati. they both swam in his brain, hurting him, making him frustrated with longing and anger and grief. soon he would have to tell his girlfriend what he wanted, because he couldn't very well pretend he didn't have feelings for the pale Gamma, and also because he didn't want to string Behati along and leave her in the dark. being an adult sucked royal butt sometimes. 

after leaving Aria, Cas had gone to the edge of the territory, kicked rocks off it, and then meandered to the den where his sisters slept. his parents, surprised but welcoming, made room for him. indeed, Lasher headed off into the night to fulfill his mother's request for a rich bit of meat, and so Cas crept close to the mouth of the den.

"hey, Deedee," he crooned, catching sight of the pale pup as soon as his eyes had adjusted. "how's it going?" Emmy was asleep nearby, and he smiled at blue willow as well. "hey, mom." their lack of questioning was really going well for him tonight.