[Falling through the sky. Being kicked out of heaven.]

[Castiel knew of that very well, as he'd seen angels fall from the sky as big balls of fire. Hitting the ground, shaking the ground with them. Their wings getting ripped out of their backs in the process.]

[That was what Castiel had watched as he was in the woods looking for Sam and Dean. The angel had decided to go and see if they were alright, it just didn't feel right leaving them there by themselves. With no hint as to what was going on.]

[With that, Castiel appeared close to where he had seen the former angel of heaven fall. Angel Blade in hand, black wings tucked behind his back.]

[The former angel lay motionless on the forest floor, an imprint of their wings surrounding them. A sad sight. A sad sight for an old friend of Castiel's.]

[Castiel crouched down, checking {{user}}s pulse, they were still alive. He sighed, trying to gently wake them up.]