flintches, the respark in her eyes vanishes "m-maybe so, but I protected them as best I could...Even after they'd died by my side I stayed by them...."

Lily sobs on. "I never want to love, not to just lose them...like Buck."

Chase runs through the woods. "Blimey! What a great day for a jog ain't it mate!" He looks around, his smile fading. "Hmm seems as though I dont have mates." He walks on sniffing at the ground. "Wonder if there's a good spot to sleep around here." (Guess what kind of dog!)

(Australian shepard!!!!)

prima-slow nod "think about it, if you do decide you'd want me along i'll be at the beach..." leaves

Sandy-left on his own by the other dogs, he lays on the hunk of wood feeling aweful

(Yay!)

Chase trots though the underbrush. "Hello? Any mates in here?" He sniffs around not finding any signs of anyone. "Alright then, guess I'll just sleep here and find me some mates tomorrow." He turn s a circle and lays down.

Lily cries and cries. "I just want him back..."

prima-"i know small one.. believe me, I know"

Lily sniffs. Her heart sank, what if he did not come back? Hugo was nice but he was nothing like Buck. It just would never be the same.

Chase yawns. "Come on Chase you got to sleep, how else are you going to find you some mates?" He lays his head down but sleep does not come. "Sleep, darn it!" He was yelling which was not helping.

Sandy_peeks under the bush"why are you yelling?"

Chase jumps. "Blimey! Where in the world did you come from mate?" He was shaking, having not been that scared in a while. "Good joke though! Pretending to be hiding in them bushes, what's your name mate?"

Sandy-"im sandy" small smile "and I wasn't hiding, I walked over"

"Oh. Names Chase." He sits panting. "Want to be my mate?" He stops that sounded bad to this American dog. "I mean friend."