SKYE just looked at him with eyes wide-open, and Chase began to feel uncomfortable from the look he was receiving from her. The Cockapoo felt her sweat turn cold and everything around her freeze. "Y-you mean. . . You don't know what happened. . . The previous days?" She asked, and Chase nodded in affirmation "You must be playing games on me Chase" she concluded "I know you knew what happened. We were running out of a cave!" The male in front of him, meters away, sighed "I don't know you and I don't know where you stand in my life. But I just don't know what happened okay?! I don't even know who I am!!" He yelled, as tears welled up in his eyes "And all I know is I am Chase for the fact you and everyone else call me that". He exhaled and inhaled rapidly, and the Cockapoo flinched once his loud voice vibrated out of his system "Or so what I thought my name was." Skye's head tilted in fear and confusion and had questioned where he even got that idea from. "I'm. . . I'm sorry. I just. A lot of people kept saying I'm this and that. But nothing just makes sense lately."

          When Skye remained silent, the awkward silence had swarmed them once more "I'll be just waiting outside for some guy who claimed to take care of us." Once he felt that no one's going to bother breaking the icy-tension they've created between them, so he decided to leave the ward to escape the slowly descending temperature that'll both freeze them to place. As the ward became much lonelier than before, a familiar face appeared rushing in her ward with a frantic look once it was put to a halt. Ryder. "You and Chase had a fight?" He began, as he looks at Skye for a response "I guess you could say that. . ." A painful smile appeared as she avoids eye contact with him.

"The Vet said he's got a
temporary amnesia.
If we help him,
he just might get his
memory back"

          Basking the daylight from her puphouse, she's been wondering those exact words Ryder said. How does she exactly contribute something for Chase to remember and re-gain his lost memories? Marshall showed Chase around the look-out and pointed out where their favorite play-spot was. Rocky re-introduced him to his vehicles and how to operate them, Zuma helped him operate his pup-packs along the way too. While Rubble showed him every pup-treats there ever was in-stored in the Look-Out, but he highlighted the treats he highly recommends (a.k.a the treat flavors he likes). Ryder even took his time to tour him around town! While her in the other hand. . . Hadn't done anything much yet. Except for greeting "hello"s and "good morning"s, from "see you tomorrow"s to "good night"s.

          It's not that she's bummed he had forgotten everything from the past. It's just that. She could feel an awkward tension building up between them once they cross paths. Chase would look at her blankly and he'll begin to have the urge to flee, yet remained to stay as he awaits if she has anything to say. Skye exactly has the same thought and knew Chase doesn't want to linger their staring contest any longer. And every time she'd attempt to strike a conversation, he'll simply smile awkwardly and leave. She doesn't exactly get why he's gotten awkward around her. But with everyone else. . . He seems to be comfortable nonetheless.

          "Skye?" A voice called her name, she looked up to see her old time best-friend, Zuma the Chocolate Lab "Oh, hey Zuma" she politely greets back, smiling at him "Mind if I hang out with you for a lil' while?" She shook her head, so the Lab lay out of her puphouse and had a position that is facing towards her. There was a short silence between them, and at the short moment, they had no idea what to speak about. The last time they had a decent conversation was. . . Probably the Barkingburg Crown incident. Days after that, things got absolutely messed up and Skye's been held as hostage and bait for her team.

          "Why're you here?" Zuma finally asks, breaking the deafening silence between them "Uhm. . . Enjoying the company of my puphouse?" She replies, although it was more of a question if it was a valid answer. The Chocolate Lab, obviously not happy with what she's doing, dragged her bed outside by clenching her bed with his mighty teeth "Z-zuma!! What in the world are you doing?" Skye questions, obviously flabbergasted. Releasing the grip from her mattress, he rolls his olive-green eyes "I'm cutting your sulky-session short" he explains. Skye began to giggle at this and stood up from where she was "Oh Zuma. . . Sweet innocent Zuma" Skye sways her head lowly with a smile, she pats his back and tries to refrain her giggles within her.

          Confused, Zuma asks "What's wrong?" with one of his brows raised and the other in a grim line "Nothing" she replies, her chuckles almost bursting out "It's just, it wasn't even near a sulking-session. More of a. . . Ponder-session" Zuma, finally getting what she was doing, his face lightened up created a long 'ah' sound. "But what would you be pondering about?" He smirks, wiggling one of his eyebrows for a greater measure of a tease, hoping he can successfully tease her. The Cockapoo sighed and looked down "I don't know. This may sound stupid and pathetic. But I'm thinking of what to show Chase." Her friend that's beside her looked at her with a smile that has a lot of meaning. He looked like he was about to laugh, smirk, cry, EVERYTHING.

          Sighing, he pats Skye's head "Don't worry your little mind Skye. Just be yourself! Anything's okay. I don't even know why you need to be extra" he rolls his eyes "Or is it because?"

"ZUMA NO!!!"

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          Walking back in to the look-out, the surrounding had dimmed now and Ryder had called them for dinner. Of course, Skye wouldn't let herself pass us a scrumptious plate of savory dog food, liver flavored. Everyone except Chase would appreciate that, and Skye expected nonetheless but see Chase with a disgusted face when Ryder passes by him with Rocky and Zuma's bowl. Beside him was Marshall who already has his bowl with him, and Ryder was somewhere at the back fetching Chase anything else but liver. Marshall, seeing her arrival, saw this is an opportunity for Skye to warm up again to Chase, considering the thing they only do nowadays were awkward smiles and passive past-bys usually occur. Not only does he want them to be close again, but he felt bad that Skye felt disconnected from everyone else as she distances herself from everyone - just to keep the German Shepherd comfortable. But they're a family here, and he hates it if someone's all alone.

          Before jumping into conclusion and nudge Rubble to move aside to give Skye more space to talk with him, Marshall thinks its best to consult her first. She might be shy all over again for him. Pushing his bowl next to hers, the huge gap between hers and Chase's, he sat there in the midst of it "Hi Skye" Marshall enthusiastically greets in his usual bright tone "Marshall, hi!" She greets back, her face brightening "How's your day been?" He questions before diving back into his meal. The Cockapoo remained silent for awhile before she responded ". . .It was a slow day to be honest" she halfheartedly laugh. "Of course" Marshall replied slowly, cautious of how he replies to her and tried not to bring up the Chase situation quickly "Marshall. . . Does Chase hate me?" Skye asks quiet enough for only the two of them to hear. The Dalmatian looked at Skye and none of the emotion that surfaces onto her face were sour nor bitter, she seems she's to be fine with it and decently curious?

          Swallowing the batch of bolus that he recently masticated dog food "Well. Maybe he's still needs some time to warm up to you. Did you two start off in a rocky road?" Her face unintentionally dimmed as she pans her cherry-blossom eyes away from him "Oh. . ." Was all Marshall could say "M-maybe. . . If you forget it, and move on, he'll forget it too" a small smile played on her lips "You sound like Confucius" she teased, realizing Marshall didn't exactly give her the literal thing to do, but twisted it and made it somewhat poetic. "Sorry, I'm just having those moments" he smiled brightly, his pearly-white teeth beaming at her "Thanks, I'll take note of that Confushall" she giggled, continuing to eat dinner. [please do not be offended of Confucius being re-named, i am in no way of mocking his name nor the philosophy/philosopher]

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          Dinner's finished, bowls were washed and so were glasses, cutlers and plates, and now's the perfect time to unwind from all the things that happened to them. The perfect time to stop everything and absorb everything that rushed to them like a bullet train. As Ryder sat by the middle, Marshall huddled beside him and has Rubble on his right rear. Rocky and Zuma on the other hand were laying in front of Ryder and has their eyes glued on the television. Skye was beside Ryder but felt a lonely-empty space from where she lay. She looks around and found Chase wasn't there, she was going to acknowledge his presence missing, but everyone seems to be locked on the movie's intriguing plot and decided to tale the matter to her own paws. Something inside her tingles that she couldn't simply trust Chase alone right now. Sighing, she step afoot under the brisk-cloak of the jewel-adorned night.

          Luckily the look-out wasn't really huge like that of a stadium, because she easily had found Chase sitting by a tree and were looking up skywards. From that view, he looked like a statue that long searches for what the world truly meant by looking above the twinkling skies. He looked peaceful yet a lonely aura radiates him. It's like listening to an upbeat song and by just simply listening to it, the bright melody accompanies your heart to soar higher than what everyone knows - the sky. But once you listen carefully, you'd hear the voice that sings in a rhythmic and poetic way sang otherwise - something much deeper than that simple happy tune. That's what she personally feels by just looking at Chase. Remembering Marshall's words. It's basically now or never. And if it wasn't for him. . . Where would she be now?

          "Chase?" Skye calls his name softly, trying not to frighten him from her sudden appearance "What are you doing out here?" She questions, sitting beside him under the tree and looked skywards as well, hoping if Chase answers or not, she'll somehow find an answer there. "No idea. . . The stars were calling me" he nonchalantly replies, and by this statement, Skye was obviously flabbergasted to how mystifying his words were, never in her life-time had she heard Chase speak the stars are calling her. Had he completely lost his memories or something utterly close to him made him draw nearer to the stars above? Not unless "Solar. . ." She whispered as she reminisced the past conversations he and Chase had "Huh?" He hummed, his attention completely grasped by her "Solar" She repeats her name again ". . .She's your sister" Skye declares, braving herself to look into Chase's hazel eyes. A nostalgic smile appeared on his face, and a surprised Skye sat perfectly still to where she's at "I. . . Kinda remember her. We had fun but that's all" before his face slightly saddens. Skye realizes it was the last embers of what he considered the golden days of his childhood; everything but that specific happening had all dissolved to nothing but mere memories. But maybe, Skye remembers one of Ryder's words, and to whom ever gets amnesia, it's either the future and the past are completely disrupt or let alone the past only. Chase doesn't seem to have a hard time processing what's occuring right now, but the events that happened before his amnesia had been corrupted and maybe. . . She sparked something from the past that could possibly send a number of dominoes topple over back to regain all his memories back. It may be a faint goal, but she was determined to get his beloved memories back, especially those he would treasure the most. When he was a kid.