[Castiel's been fending off the various packs since their arrival, doing what he can to get them to turn tail and go back into the woods. He's slaughtered more than one but doesn't want to kill them unnecessarily, only in defense of the other interlopers and for pelts and their teeth. Some of their bones and bearings make good use for spellwork and weaponry if managed right.
He's been out with a torch since sunset and still has his blade on hand if necessary. There hasn't been a trace of any of the wolves since he'd chased off the last team of four he'd come across.
When he hears the screams ahead, he rushes to help and swings the torch first, cinders popping toward snapping jaws.]
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He's been out with a torch since sunset and still has his blade on hand if necessary. There hasn't been a trace of any of the wolves since he'd chased off the last team of four he'd come across.
When he hears the screams ahead, he rushes to help and swings the torch first, cinders popping toward snapping jaws.]
Get behind me.