A new member was seeking entry to Sindri. Another female, which worried Castiel. It was an unreasonable fear, though. Borne out of worry for his remaining cousin - she seemed to have an interest in women. Cas didn’t like Alexandria, the new bejewelled woman in Sindri. She seemed too cunning and sly by half. But distrust of Alexandria aside, there was a new member to welcome into Sindri.
He loped to the edges of Sindri. There stood yet another jewel-covered femme; this time green. Castiel dipped his head gracefully to the girl. “Welcome to the borders of Sindri. I am Castiel, the heir to the pack. What can I do for you?” Bright pink eyes glowed in the sockets of the dhole wolf. She was a heartbreaker, Cas knew. Men in his old home would kill for a beauty such as the creature standing in front of him. They would have killed for Swallowtail. For Elise too. Yes, the men back there certainly had a tendency to be possessive, and Cas was so happy he, his cousins, and his brother were out of there . . . and that Elise had died in a free world, unencumbered by the restraints of their old one.

“Can’t stop staring at your ocean eyes.”