Caspian followed Lou through familiar streets to her home - which was apparently above the garage she owned. True to his word, the tiger stayed on the street, just watching as the flustered female hurried inside, apparently intent on making sure he didn't follow. He leaned forward, studying the place, breathing deep. Eyes nearly shut for a moment and he finally let his shields down with a sudden surge of power, a roar echoing across the metaphysical plane his beast existed on at the moment.
Maybe the twins didn't want company, but like it or not they'd know he'd been by. He'd said he'd come looking, after all, if he hadn't heard from them. So he did, and he'd found them. He'd leave it at that for now.
He sat back again and glanced at the sky. He fucking hated this.... everything was up in the air and he swore he was just waiting for it all to drop. Some of it already had, others were still free-falling. Jenna had her wolf and her Prince tiger - that was beyond negotiating. What she did with Geller was of little consequence to him, for the most part. They made each other happy, and Jenna deserved that much. Cas was there to help her with her tigers, where she needed him to be.
The twin's puzzle piece was still missing. Things had been almost comfortable for a while, now this shit storm.
"Fuck," he grumbled outloud. "The fuck you gotten yourself into, homme?"