The Sentinels Gift Of Love

Castiel had found a fat pheasant, bringing it back to the den. He wondered if his little cherub had ever tried pheasant and was finding that he rather enjoyed giving her different items to explore. He was not a father, and yet he found playing at it enjoyable all the same. Maybe in time their bond would grow even more however it was hard to surmize what might happen in the days and weeks to come. 

Castiel heard Witchhazel and her excited chirps, smiling to himself as he laid the fowl down at his feet. "Hmm, what did you find little miss?"  Castiel asked with a bright smile.