Kelp

Deep in the kelp forest, where the light turns green and soft, Kelp heard a very small sniffle.

It was a baby otter, all alone, who had drifted away while her family was sleeping.

Kelp asked the crabs. She asked the snails. She asked an octopus, who pointed eight ways at once.

So Kelp tied a ribbon of seaweed from her wrist to the otter's paw, and they searched together.

At sunset they found the otter family, floating in a row, each one holding the next one's paw.

That is why otters hold hands when they sleep. Kelp taught them. You can ask her yourself.