"I'm slipping, he came out of nowhere. Do you see, why I can never let my guard down? The first time I did, this happened. This world is not the paradise, that Hans likes to believe it is. The currency of the forest, is blood and bones, it always has been. Because in nature, only the strongest survive, Astral." Castiel clarified, as he looked at her sadly. He shook his head at his own stupidity. He then looked back at his paw. It had stopped bleeding and was numbed from the cold water. He limped up the bank and laid on his side in the grass. "I'm just going to rest for a bit, so it clots up and doesn't start bleeding again." He told her. He then signed deeply to himself. This was a complication he didn't need. How was he to provide for Astra, now.