Ocean's Breath Plateau Sea Savior

Castiel's reaction and affection brought an instinctual calm over the young girl, but inside her heart crumbled. She'd watched, in hiding, as her mother was beheaded -- what almost-two-month-old could be okay after that? -- and she was kidnapped from the only siblings she had in the world. Other than an unknown aunt in the Dark Brotherhood and a handful of half-german shephard aunts and uncles and grandfather, she was alone in the world. The muddy warriors promises of satefy were taken lighter than any little girl should ever have to think about, and she was already sure that this was just another stop along the way. 

The ocean, though -- she wouldn't leave the ocean, not in its drawing power and beauty. Witchhazel wanted to dance and pounce in those waves as she had the puddle, but right now she was just too tired. The beating of Cas' heart at her ear lulled her, and her little blue eyes began to flutter shut even as a wide, jaw-stretching yawn pulled apart her jaws before letting them snap back together.