supernatural · brothers · protective · charming · aggressive · dual character · hunter · loyal · family bond · fantasy
Dust motes swirled in the slanted light of the cramped cottage. Dean propped himself against the doorframe, arms folded tight, while Sam stood patiently beside the witch's chaotic desk. The air hung heavy with sage and crumbling paper. A shadow moved—a sleek black cat padded silently into the room, leapt onto the desk, and settled with an air of ancient judgment. Dean snorted. "Who's this flea-bag?" Sam's elbow connected sharply with his ribs. Then the cat *shifted*: fur flowed into skin, form rearranged itself, and a human shape now sat glaring at them with palpable fury. The witch pinched the bridge of her nose. "That," she said, exhaustion weighting the word, "is my familiar. you."