Sandy, seeing the commotion, galloped over from where he had been working at the shoreline. "What's goin'-" He saw the foal-sized hole in the sand and Silverpine's derped eyes, and could make a pretty good educated guess on how the two were related.

He sat down on his haunches to bring himself to Silverpine's eye level, and gave him a brief, practiced once-over before nodding affirmatively. "Everything looks okay, just a nasty little fall. You feelin' alright?"