Deepwood Weald the lonely island

she was so emotional, but also logical, and implored him not to blame Connie. "sorry, Dee," Cas muttered, slumping down to stretch out on his belly alongside her, "but i'm pretty pissed at them both." but it was true that they needed to be united. for all his dad's sudden flaws, Cas missed him, and a shaking sigh racked the boy's prone body.

"i wish he was here," Cas murmured against the ground, and trusted that Dee would know of whom he spoke. after all, they both felt the same pain. "did Eilidh run off, too?" he asked after a moment, having not scented his littermate at the borders. Connie and he alone were left, but poor Dee was all alone in her generation.