Grouse Thicket mine, windbag, mine

i am sooo sorry for the wait!

before Casmir could answer, some woman swaggered up to him, her voice rude as fuck. at any other time, Cas would have been a cool cat about the entire thing, but her 'tude coupled with his shit day made the drawling stranger a sudden non-factor in his world. "did you need something?" the boy murmured in a cold tone, his tail switching over his hips. 

step off, his eyes plainly said as he held her own. proud of his height, scarred, with a muscular body and obvious war-wounds, what with the missing ear, Cas felt this idiot would be pretty stupid indeed to step to him for any reason.