Just a quick fluffy story. I did not really have a big plan for this one, just a snapshot of Huntress and Sam bonding :D In case any of you do not know, Huntress is the wolf form of Celeste (my OC).
Sam rubbed an arm across his forehead. Huntress bounded past, tail thumping.
'Man this shrub is tough,' he mumbled as he gripped his gloved hands around the thickest part of its stem.
'Come on Sam, you can do this. Imagine you're crushing the life out of a vampire or something. Who am I kidding? I couldn't kill a vamp with my bare hands like Cel and Castiel can.'
He sighed and began to tug, the shrub stubbornly remained rooted; it barely moved as Sam tried to heft it out of the ground. Whistling, Sam watched as Huntress skidded to a halt. She turned to face him and trotted over.
'Help me rip this out will ya?'
Huntress clamped her jaws around the shrub as if she were biting into the neck of a demon, whilst Sam repositioned his hands on the long leaves.
'On three. One, two -' Sam could not finish his counting as Huntress wrenched her head backwards; uplifting the shrub, exposing its large roots, Sam fell backwards.
Seizing the opportunity, Huntress leapt onto his stomach as Sam winced and let out an,
'Oof! Huntress get off.'
He laughed as he pushed her off.
'Nothing like a little bit of gardening, huh?'
Sam stood up and brushed the dirt off his plaid shirt only to realise he had smothered more in as he was still wearing his gloves.
'Damn it, Dean will be pissed. I better clean you up too Huntress, your fur is covered in mud.'
She whined knowing he would have to use the dreaded hose, which in Huntress's mind was a serpent in disguise.
'Come on Huntress, it isn't that bad. I mean you enjoy it really.'
Not when it is autumn, Samuel
Sam chuckled in response to her telepathic message.
'It still isn't going to change my mind though.'
He patted his leg and with a sniff Huntress followed.