-or a place to stay, someone to take him in and care for him as this body was very limiting. It was stronger than he anticipated, as the toddler instincts overpowered the angel ones on a daily basis. Maybe this was his time.
The mornings are getting colder and colder every day, and the fact that he could feel the cold made the angel really worried. Was he losing his grace? He’s been trapped in this body for a while, but the temperature was never a thing that bothered him, until now. He needed help-
It has been a long day for little Castiel, and knowing there was no possible way for him to turn back into an adult, he wondered if anyone was willing to take him in in the meantime, until they figured out another move. But that is left for the future. He sighed and leaving a-
Little Castiel has just woken up from an afternoon nap, noticing that the back alley he fell asleep in is still as empty as when he arrived. Dusting off the dirt from his coat that used to be his size but now is fairly oversized, he walked out the back alley.