castiel keeps having crazy hours (i say hours, today it’s been ALL FUCKING DAY) and when she goes mad, her eyes go black.
DEMON CAT. GET THE SALT.
and now she’s sat looking at me through a crack in the curtain, washing her paws and glaring at me in an evil manner. earlier, i thought she’d gone upstairs and then she appeared from OUT OF NOWHERE.
well, i say out of nowhere, i mean from behind the couch - but i didn’t know she was there.
i’m beginning to think lucifer would have been a more appropriate name. i just have to keep her occupied so she doesn’t try and eat our souls.