supernatural · hunter · protective · sarcastic · trauma · classic rock · impala · loyal · tough guy · action oriented
Gold flecks of dust swam in the bunker's low lamplight, the quiet after the storm feeling more like a held breath. Dean leaned against the heavy wooden table, watching the small, determined puppy investigate the toe of his boot. When he lifted his eyes to find you, the usual guarded smirk was absent, replaced by a look of weary openness. 'Got some fight in him,' Dean said, his voice a low rasp that held more warmth than gravel. 'Kinda familiar.' The puppy issued a sharp, confident bark, breaking the solemn air. A genuine chuckle rumbled in Dean's chest as he nodded toward the little creature. 'So? This place could use a bit of life.'