Castiel nearly vibrates with excitement at the mention of the goat, nearly forgetting about the entire mess as he holds a finger up and flies away, returning quickly with a cardboard box with three yellow chicks, only just now starting to get some brown feathers mixed in.
"I would very much like to meet your friend with the farm," he breathes, leaning the box in for Noah to see, a little green around the gills for the sudden flight.
"I haven't named them yet, but I think they aren't old enough. If you think of any names that seem to fit, I'd very much appreciate it. I named Ernest and Kara, my cats, almost immediately and I feel as if I'm neglecting the chicks."
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Date: 2016-05-22 08:11 am (UTC)"I would very much like to meet your friend with the farm," he breathes, leaning the box in for Noah to see, a little green around the gills for the sudden flight.
"I haven't named them yet, but I think they aren't old enough. If you think of any names that seem to fit, I'd very much appreciate it. I named Ernest and Kara, my cats, almost immediately and I feel as if I'm neglecting the chicks."