Castiel's favorite assignments had always been his posts on Earth. Of the millions of souls he watched, on of his favorites had been St. Francis of Assisi. He loved watching the peaceful and reverent relationship he had with the animals, having always been more fond of them than he perhaps ought to have been. He'd always been thought of as a little soft for a soldier of the Lord but he loves his Father's creations.
If he convince Dean of it, they'd have the beginnings of a farm by now.
As such, it's with a delighted smile that he watches the birds, neck craned back to listen to them sing.
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Date: 2014-10-06 04:40 am (UTC)If he convince Dean of it, they'd have the beginnings of a farm by now.
As such, it's with a delighted smile that he watches the birds, neck craned back to listen to them sing.