Bury me in black sands

Zeejay dropped the driftwood, staring slackjawed up at the three strange creatures who had unexpectedly appeared before her. Her tail slowly began to wag in uncertain greeting, but the way that all three beckoned towards them, all in different directions, made her still in confusion. She bit her lip and her glance darted between all of them. She should... probably not, right? But they seemed to be really interested in having her follow them, so maybe it was really important. But... that one guy was pretty scary, and she didn't know what to do about the sad one, how to help them. The... the happy one would probably be the safest, right? So, no one could be upset if she went to go help them. So she got to her paws and with an ingratiating smile for the three, she followed the GLEEFUL GUIDE.