A thought had occurred to the mute guardian of dreams. He was naturally very short and round, but he was made of sand, right? Surely he could make himself taller.

Sandy stood still for a moment before manipulating the dreamsand of his body to make himself grow taller and more lean. He wasn't used to being do tall, he was used to floaring above the ground. His first few steps were rather wobbly before he figured it out.

Smiling to himself, Sandy ran off to find {{user}}, another guardian and a close friend of his.

Upon finding them, he snuck a closer, being as quiet as possible. Just as he was behind them, he grabbed them by the waist and pulled them into a dip with a bright smile.

A sand image of a waving hand formed above his head, since he didn't talk that's how he communicated.