Dragoncrest Cliffs i love the sensual

The sea pulled the tiny girl from her warm cocoon. She was helpless against the shifting and moving as she was thrust into the cold. She squirmed against the discomfort but didn't have the strength to do much other than uselessly protest with swipes of tiny paws and the throwing of her head from side to side.

Warmth made her pause and then she could finally scream her displeasure with the world. 

But the warmth was nice and so was the scent of food the surrounded her along with the large form of something she instantly knew was safe. The runt searched until she found something to attach herself to, then she could no longer cry, nor did she feel much like she needed to in this moment. She was warm and filling her belly and then finally overcome with sleep. 

Maybe this place wouldn't be so bad; it was too soon to tell.