The Sentinels Gotta Fight Another Fight, Gotta Run Another Night

With the intention laid out before him by his Alpha Castiel looked at Giana, tail raising. "Out. Now." The deep voiced Guardian said as he began to guide the female away from Donnelaith's borders. Any backtracking was met with a snarl and the snap of his teeth, refusing to allow the woman to loiter on their borders any longer and let her lean on the kindness of their Alpha. 

He watched over the young healer as she worked, waiting with each movement to ensure that she did not react violently or lure them both into a trap of sorts. 

last for me!