The Sentinels moose and squirrel

you will see! came her bemused tones, peering playfully toward him. and soon he would! she lengthened her stride, moving gracefully within the woods; she had memorized every inch of them that it seemed she flew, her feet hardly touching the shadows!

but soon, she slowed--the forests trees seemed to cease for a moment as they entered a small clearing, where the clear night sky could be seen. the fringes of the circle were covered in violets, as though the place was made by the Fair Folk themselves. the sweet air was intoxicating, and she looked up toward the bright moon that illimunated the shape. this is but one of the places within the forest i come when i wish to see the stars. there is another, where forest meets the shore before ocean... it is not plains, but to me, it is beautiful, she spoke while gazing skyward, but her emerald gaze found him after a moment. the view was breathtaking to the druid, though she only hoped that castiel might think the same thing. how terribly she wished this place might feel more like home for him!