Little Goat Mountain darling, don't be afraid I have loved you

the Maplewood. he nodded, facing off in the direction Saena had brought them so long ago, it seemed. but his senses recalled the way to go, tugging it from memory. "good idea," the boy muttered. with a glance to Laika, Cas gave a small, wan smile and set off at a slower pace. they were both tired, sore from the travelling. the pair would need to rest soon. he was not agreeable to the idea, but the low, sudden growl of thunder overhead gave him pause.

"dammit," he swore, sighing and halting his movement. "storm rolling in. we gotta stop." tail lashing at his hips, Cas fought the rising frustration and turned his golden eyes silently on Laika. she was more levelheaded than he -- she'd know what to do.