Ocean's Breath Plateau Sea Savior

Food was an excellent motivator. Before long the small waif had found herself much closer, still quite cautious and it made Castiel wonder what she had been through. The large male leaned down as she pressed against him, gently nuzzling against her. "Witchhazel," He murmured softly, sweetly even. Castiel took a small step away from her only to lay himself down, inviting the little girl to curl against him if she pleased. "Sweet girl," Castiel murmured as softly as he could, trying to giving her as kind a smile as he could. 

He wondered for a moment where her family was, he didn't know the scent of the pack on her coats or anything of the wolves she'd been near. He wondered if perhaps she'd been separated from an injured mother. "I'll keep you safe, Witchhazel." He promised again - his heart went out for a child without a mother, his thoughts instantly to his own mother.