The Sentinels leda & the swan

It wasn't often Witch realized that her guardian followed her as a shadow, but when she was spending time with the man -- usually at night -- Witch was happy to be comfortable around him, play and eat what he gave her. Each night she wished to go and wander more, but each night she fell asleep before the plan could form in her head, Cas' warmth around her lulling her to sleep. 

When Deirdre made her slow approach, Witch watched calmly from where she stood stone-still. The cream little girl reached her nose out, nostrils still flaring to take in the familiar scent of herbs. This woman, like the sea, had a drawing effect on the girl -- before she moved, however, aforementioned guardian slipped into view and came to her side. Most of their words falling, not understood, the cardinal-tailed girl rubbed against Cas' leg and cooed softly in greeting before her blue eyes flickered to Dei. Taking a testing step forward, tail quivering, Witch reached out to closer inspect the queen of Donneliath.