[ Shifting where he's seated with the slightest grimace to right himself a little more, Derek presses his hand to his ribs and makes sure that he hasn't disturbed the healing process there. He doesn't feel particularly threatened, given the fact that the angel just seems to be vaguely confused and isn't trying to smite him or anything.
Head tipping back, he blinks with bright red up at him where he's standing, lucid and aware and almost human, if it weren't for the color of his eyes. A soft snort leaves him at the question, and he considers the proper phrasing for the explanation. ]
You missed that part, actually. [ Well, he wasn't going to take a fully shifted, feral werewolf on without meeting him halfway. ] But it's a split between being in enough pain that it negates my shift, and being a born-wolf. We have better control of ourselves than bitten do, and I can go through the full moon without a shift.
[ He continues to look at him, almost expectantly. There's bound to be more questions, and all Castiel has done so far is save members of his pack, wolf and human alike. He can give answers. ]
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Head tipping back, he blinks with bright red up at him where he's standing, lucid and aware and almost human, if it weren't for the color of his eyes. A soft snort leaves him at the question, and he considers the proper phrasing for the explanation. ]
You missed that part, actually. [ Well, he wasn't going to take a fully shifted, feral werewolf on without meeting him halfway. ] But it's a split between being in enough pain that it negates my shift, and being a born-wolf. We have better control of ourselves than bitten do, and I can go through the full moon without a shift.
[ He continues to look at him, almost expectantly. There's bound to be more questions, and all Castiel has done so far is save members of his pack, wolf and human alike. He can give answers. ]