Lost Creek Hollow The Wind In The Canyon

Sandy was eager to give his promises. Eager to help where he could. And if his presence brought the other a sense of normalcy and happiness. They he was glad to share his spirit with him. Sandy had always been an introspective thing. Quieter than his siblings, more of an observer than a doer. Though he could certain do what he needed. 

Sandy tweaked his ears forward at the breath words that left the other's lips. Special. He would do his best to admire it through Crowfeather's eyes then. Share in the good feelings that this place invoked.

He stepped into the mouth of the cave and waited for the surprise to be unveiled to him.