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**KingCrowley** · August 16th, 2014, 03:34 PM

John was tired after his hunt, plus it had been pretty shit considering the Wendigo had gotten away. He opened the door and looked over to his boys. Dean had just come into the room and Sam was on the sofa...with a cat? "The hell is that?" he asked, closing the door and pointing a slightly grubby finger at the little black kitten on the sofa beside his youngest child.

Dean smirked, "Jeez Sammy, a kitten, really? Could you be more gay, dude?" he snorted and went over to pet the little thing, "She got a name?"

* * *

Laina hugged her loose hoody to her body and walked bare foot through the forest. She needed food soon, her grace was dying out and if she didn't eat, she could die of starvation. The eleven year old girl pushed her reddish brown hair back behind her ear and then caught whiff of something, food.

She followed the scent and soon found herself at a little house in the middle of a clearing. She climbed in through the window and went to the fridge, opening it and she began stuffing her face, trying to be quiet and not alert anyone.

August 16th, 2014, 03:34 PM	#1
KingCrowley I do what I want ♛ KingCrowley is offline Join Date: Dec 2012 Posts: 53,337	Kitties and Angels :: For Cleverfox John was tired after his hunt, plus it had been pretty shit considering the Wendigo had gotten away. He opened the door and looked over to his boys. Dean had just come into the room and Sam was on the sofa...with a cat? "The hell is that?" he asked, closing the door and pointing a slightly grubby finger at the little black kitten on the sofa beside his youngest child. Dean smirked, "Jeez Sammy, a kitten, really? Could you be more gay, dude?" he snorted and went over to pet the little thing, "She got a name?" * * * Laina hugged her loose hoody to her body and walked bare foot through the forest. She needed food soon, her grace was dying out and if she didn't eat, she could die of starvation. The eleven year old girl pushed her reddish brown hair back behind her ear and then caught whiff of something, food. She followed the scent and soon found herself at a little house in the middle of a clearing. She climbed in through the window and went to the fridge, opening it and she began stuffing her face, trying to be quiet and not alert anyone. __________________ If you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.