6th Lash

[poweroflegend]

Take care of him, Lord. He is one of your own, after all.

[There's about a quarter minute's worth of soft careful munching down by the beach. It's broken only once by whistling steel and a mirelurk carcass thudding to the sand. Other than his concern about what happened to Castiel, Trevor sounds pleased, if a little wistful.]

A taste of home, here on

Comments

[memento_blade]

That's very kind of you.

[poweroflegend]

Think nothing of it; sharing is warranted. And they would certainly lend more flavor to tonight's meals at least.