Hushed Willows Your lizard king has spoken (all hail)

It wasn't long before she was surrounded by the familiar faces of her family. Larkspur smiled thinly at them, though it faltered and then fell entirely when her big blue eyes rested on Pippin. He looked so tired, frail and miserable. Spur empathized. She whined quietly under her breath, touching her nose to the top of his head when he sank to the ground. She felt a mild alarm at that and glanced up at her parents, worried that her brother was too weak to stand or even sit upright.

The pack's original leader, Tavi, addressed the gathered crowd but Spur barely heard a word of it. Her attention belonged entirely to Pippin at the moment. With another quiet noise, she lowered herself beside him. The rest of the pack became nothing more than a background blur as its various members came and went, scurrying to and fro in their effort to prepare for a celebration. Larkspur paid no attention to any of it, instead letting her chin drop to Pippin's shoulder in silent sympathy and support. And anyway, she was kinda too pooped to party too.

@Pippin: I made a lot of assumptions in this post and I'll happily tweak if necessary! :)