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abraxaslogs2022-12-01 04:42 pm
unwings) wrote in abraxaslogs2022-12-01 04:42 pm
(open) ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ʙʟɪɴᴅ
WHO: Castiel
WHAT: catch-all, open and closed starters
WHEN: november-december
WHERE: cadens, nocwich, horizon
WARNING: nothing yet
ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴇᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛʀᴜɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴛᴇ
sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴀ ғɪᴇʟᴅ ᴏғ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs
ᴄᴇʀᴇʙʀᴀʟ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇsᴛ
ᴀʟʟ ʜᴏʟʟᴇʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ
WHAT: catch-all, open and closed starters
WHEN: november-december
WHERE: cadens, nocwich, horizon
WARNING: nothing yet
sᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴀ ғɪᴇʟᴅ ᴏғ ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs
ᴄᴇʀᴇʙʀᴀʟ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇsᴛ
ᴀʟʟ ʜᴏʟʟᴇʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ
no subject
[ Cas snaps up, flower he'd been picking clutched in his hand. He whisper-shouts to her while squinting through the dark, far less sneaky than he thinks he is. There she stand, bow drawn, looking very intense and hunterly. Were Cas less blitz on magic insect goo, the immediate danger might've been apparent to him, but sadly, this is not the case. At least he's confused enough to stand still, head at a curious tilt. ]
What are you—
[ seeing it's opportunity to strike rapidly passing, the creature in the trees pounces, springing from the branch it'd been delicately balanced on and launching towards Castiel's shoulders, fangs bared and razor claws reaching for the kill. ]