The monster weaves between the trees, each breath shuddered like the folds of an accordion, and Castiel is ready to take it out. Dean catches the edge of his angel blade with one hand and his shoulder with the other, stopping him.
"Just... wait," he breathes, and the two of them stay hiding until the creature is far from sight.
I got an adoptable the other day, precious little thing, and when I was drawing him, I saw that the background was kind of looking like Purgatory. Well. How I draw Purgatory. I'm not very creative with landscapes. So I decided to attempt Dean and Castiel too, while I was at it. Definitely not my best, but I'm pleased with how it came out for the most part.
Dean, Cas (C) Supernatural