"Hello," she says politely. "And now, I hope you'll excuse me. I have to *yawn* go to sleep." Sandpiper collapses on the ground next to Gerbil, instantly asleep.
August watches the new wolf being introduced to the pack over the hill through bright green eyes. He curses his bright red fur for not being able to camoflauge in the fresh snow. He decides to bide his time until trying to introduce himself.
Sandpiper rouses herself momentarily, sensing something. "What is it?" she whispers, weakly. Her nose works the air, her muscles tensing. "There, a *sigh* wolf. Who..." With that, she blinked and dropped to the ground again.