The Sentinels Gift Of Love

When presented with it Castiel tilted his head a bit, leaning down to sniff not only the item but Withchazel as well. He could not find scents of strangers on her - even the wolves of the Depths were not to be trusted to him. Castiel had no bartering position but was vastly suspicious of the wolves that Deirdre had aligned them with. "That is a seashell, my dear." Castiel offered, choosing to push his thoughts of the pack away. It was harder to imagine what he would do now that he had promised to protect the girl. If he found the pack to suffer, if he sought a home elsewhere, what would he do? He had to protect her. "The animals of the sea live in them as we do our den."