It was 3 years after Chase passed away, and all the pups were now bigger and older, Ryder was 13 and all the pups were now 4 in dog years. Skye was by the beach, watching the sunset, thinking of Chase. "I really miss you!" said Skye as she started shedding tears again. She then heard footsteps and it was Ryder, telling her to come back to the lookout for dinner. She nodded and came back to the lookout and all the pups were happy to see her. "Hey guys!" said Skye. ""So do you feel any better?" said Rocky. "I'm feeling a little better, but I still miss him." said Skye.
Short chapter, sorry.
