Ocean's Breath Plateau Sea Savior

Witchhazel leaned into her savior, cooing gently back at the soft tone that spoke words she barely understood. The cream colored girl allowed him to clean her, throughly enjoying even the slight patch of clean fur that Cas created as she sprawled into his embrace, tail thumping against the earth. 

Again the word safe, now coupled with another word the little flower somehow knew despite her lack of a steady home in the first two months of her life. This was reason to pause, and the girl teared up -- her sister and brother were in an entirely different home now, and Althaia wasn't going to be coming to bring her back -- at her memories. Whining softly, she turned and pushed her face into the murky brownness of her protector. While she didn't fully understand his question, she nodded vigorously in order to hold back her sobs. The crowned baby girl shivered again, sighing at the confusion that wracked her brain as she mumbled another drawn out word.

                                "Sayyyyyyyyyy-feeeee. Safeeeeeeeeeeee."