Disclaimer: I still don't own Supernatural.
Castiel waited, as Uriel entered the cave. Roger, Sam and Dean had shared the rabbit, Sam and Dean even eating the marrow. Roger had tried a little, just to see what wolves talked about. Castiel twitched his whiskers, remembering how the three had perked up after being fed. His whisker drooped as he remembered what Uriel wanted.
He padded into the den, silently, wondering what the holdup was.
"No." Dean was refusing to move. Uriel looked furious, Roger looked at ease, and Sam looked nervous.
Dean looked up at Uriel. "Look kitty, I'm tired. So I'm going to take a nap."
Uriel growled, and raised his paw, claws extended.
"No!" Castiel yelled, startling himself, as well as everyone else.
Uriel turned to face him.
"It's wrong." Castiel continued, slowly baring his teeth. There was no going back now, so he decided to do what Roger would do. Go forward.
Uriel turned. "Castiel. I never expected this from you."
"You never expected a lot from me." Castiel replied. Uriel lunged at him and Castiel leapt to the side. A tan blur smashed into Uriel, as Roger took advantage of his distraction.
Sam joined the fray, tearing into Uriel's side with his fangs. Roger raked his claws down Uriel's flank.
Uriel let out a blood chilling shriek, something cougar's are very good at.
Castiel leapt onto Uriel's back, clawing and biting. Uriel threw off Roger and Sam, struggling under Castiel. He finally smashed Castiel against the cave wall, and the black cougar let go.
Uriel snarled at them and charged out of the den.
"Okay, let's go." Roger jumped to his paws.
Dean stood up, shaking his pelt. "Now." He looked at Castiel. "You coming, Cas?"
"Cas?" Roger repeated. "I like it." He shoved the other puma. "Come on!" Castiel raced out of the small area. Sam and Dean hurried out of the cave, Dean limping slightly.
Roger took a flying leap out of the cave, landing a little ahead of the others.
"What's the plan?" Castiel asked.
"Run!" Roger replied, "And pray they don't catch us."
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Sam and Dean struggled to keep up; Roger and Castiel were built for the terrain and knew the area well.
"Where are we going?" Castiel asked as Roger slowed down to let Sam and Dean catch up.
Roger glanced at him then at Sam and Dean. "The canyon." Hereplied. "Remember the trails we used to play on?"
Castiel nodded. "Okay." Sam and Dean reached them at that moment. They were panting and their steps were slower than when they'd started but determination blazed in their eyes.
Dean brushed past Castiel. "Come on." He demanded.
Roger hurried forward, but paused. He swung his head, looking around.
"This way." He decided, continuing the direction he'd originally chosen. The setting sun threw an intresting color pattern on Roger's fur, the puma now having stains of orange on his pelt.
The moon had fully risen by the time they'd reached the canyon.
"We'll walk off a cliff in the dark." Sam muttered, looking up at the moonless sky. The new moon provided no light.
Roger narrowed his eyes. "He's right Cas."
Castiel didn't react for a moment then jerked his head. "Oh. Yes, I agree."
"Hey!" Dean called, and gave a small bark. The other three turned, he'd found a small overhang.
Sam padded forward. "Works for me." He and Dean curled up, pressed against each other.
Roger joined them, sprawling out on the ground.
Castiel lay down tucking his paws underneath his body. He was used to sleeping as a human but he'd sleep this way tonight.
A.N.: Hmm... Cas isn't quite used to his nick-name. And a lot more excitment next chapter.