Ocean's Breath Plateau I'll be the hero you're dreaming of.

Sea Hunter did not cry out. He was unharmed by his little tumble, and as his tiny body was collected once more into his father's (more secure) embrace, he allowed himself to be held belly-up once again.

He could not see the bright eyes that smiled down into his short-nosed face, but there was comfort and safety to be found there. It showed in the way he reached up with his forelimbs in a lazy stretch.