kore_logs | Angel and friends vs. Pleistocene creatures

Who: Castiel and OPEN
Where: The park/picnic area
When: Day 7 in the evening
What: Castiel and anyone else who is around notices the animals beginning to encroach on the town. (Observing and fighting are both options.)
Warnings: -

Castiel had perched himself at the edge of the small gazebo in the park. Since waking, this had been the place he frequented most, even more than the house that Sam and Dean lived in.

He'd felt a shift in the air as he sat there, though. He'd noticed a surprisingly large number of animals coming closer to the town just before he'd seen them. There was something off about them, though, and he hadn't realized what it was until the first one came into view. He was unsure of how to even react. Dire wolves hadn't roamed the Earth for a while, even by his standards.

He pushed himself up to stand stiffly and began to walk to the edge of the gazebo. After Purgatory, he had a hard time viewing normal animals as a threat, even extinct ones. He had a feeling that Dean would feel the same way. Still, his blade appeared in his hand reflexively. He wasn't the only person in the area and he wouldn't let anyone else come to harm, though he hoped that the animals wouldn't attempt to harm any of the people here.

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Donna still wasn't convinced. How could one nerdy guy in a trench coat take on a whole pack of wolves? Okay, so maybe he had just saved her life and done the whole weirdy healing thing. But still, for all she knew he'd used up wherever mojo he had and would become a wolf chew-toy by morning.

"You got to promise me something then... alright? Don't get yourself killed. I mean it! No dying!"

"I promise that these wolves won't kill me." They couldn't. Promising he wouldn't die in general seemed like a lie, though, and he didn't want to lie anymore, if he could help it. He concern was... strange, but it was nice.

"Will you promise the same?"

Donna had no reason to feel anything but concern and kindness towards him. He had been nothing but kind in return and he had saved her life. She would be be cruel not to care. And besides, he was one of the few friends she'd made in this place... okay, maybe friend was a little too strong a word - acquaintance, perhaps.

"I promise to try not to get killed by wolves..."

Castiel supposed that was what he was really requesting, assuming that her trying not to get killed was more effective than Dean's. "If you find yourself in danger, call on me. I will be paying attention to the communicators."

He smiled a little. "Please take care of yourself, Donna, and make sure the others know to stay inside."

"My own personal superhero, hm? Don't worry, if I get into any more trouble I'll yell for you, Squirrel Boy." Maybe she should call him Squirrel Man instead? Hm. Life had a lot of tough decisions. Oh well, she could ponder the best superhero name for him while she hid from the wolves and made sure other people weren't getting eaten.

"Don't worry about me. You just make sure you come back safe, or else!"

"You may have to share me with others." Dean hadn't reacted well to his friendship with Meg. He was cautious about repeating that situation now that he knew what it had felt like seeing Dean so close to Benny. Still, he liked Donna. She was friendly and she didn't seem to want anything from him that wasn't easily given.

"I will come back safe. I promise."

Well that's what being friends was all about, right? Friendship wasn't about impossible tasks or giving more than you had to give nor taking more than the other has to offer. It was about being there to support each other and enjoy each other's company.

"You better. And when you do, I'll make you a celebratory cup of tea!"

"I've never had tea before." Castiel's friendships all tended to be more complicated than that. Perhaps his life was just more complicated. Simple things so rarely presented themselves to him. The fact that his friendship with Meg, a demon, was likely his most uncomplicated friendship spoke volumes.

"Never? Well then, you haven't lived! Seriously, I have a lot to teach you!" Donna might have a lot of baggage herself, what with the whole Time Lord consciousness locked away in her head with a few years of her memories. But not everything needed to be complicated. No strings. No expectations.

"It's settled then. Don't die and I'll make you tea and cake!"

"It's a deal" He held out his hand to shake hers. It's something he'd seen humans do and it seemed appropriate.

Oh Cas, you're so adorably formal and awkward. Donna took hold of his hand and shook it, before giving him a bonus hug. Important news flash - Donna's a hugger!

Castiel was stiff in the hug. He looked a little flustered. He'd hugged a handful of people, but never someone he barely knew. After he pulled back, he smiled just a little and then disappeared with the soft sound of fluttering wings.

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