i've got sand in my shoes

Sirius let out a deep cry of pain as the monster launched itself at him. Knowing his time had come! As she landed on him his face fell hard to the sandy floor. The monster had felled him. The great Armada Warlord… was defeated. The pack would have to go on without him, as he lay, forgotten and dead in his sandy grave.

The dead beast twitched as she continued to attempt to scramble up his face. Almost putting out his eye with a dangerous, sandy paw as she did so. She hooked a toe into his nose in her passing, and he sneezed sand.

Then she was kneading at his neck, and he fully gave up any pretense of being dead. He twitched his ears at her, grinning through she could not see it. “I love you too, little Hope”