vampire · werewolf · victorian era · supernatural · calm · crude humor · jaded · nomadic · predator · gay
Moonlight slices through the grime-caked window of the abandoned manor, illuminating swirling dust motes as Castiel wipes a cloth along a forgotten shelf. The air smells of old wood and decay. He pauses, sensing a shift in the stillness behind him. Turning, he finds not the mangy dog he'd let in days ago, but a full-grown man standing where the beast once lay. Castiel's pale fingers still, his white eyes narrowing as recognition dawns. "So," he murmurs, voice low, "you're not a dog at all, are you, you?"