Meanwhile was clueless to all the drama unfolding. And it was getting harder to roll Abby given how good her digestion was doing. Just as she fell off the shapeshifter into the sand (to be rolled over by a belly), she spluttered and looked up at the lookout as she began working sand out of her fur. It actually looked like she could easily shake it out somehow. Like a sand-dweller. "Nothing. Found some food. What did YOU do?" she counters.