Rocky's P.O.V

Ryder came out of the room Princess was in. By the look on his face I could already tell what he was going to say. "Good news first." I said half sighing. "Thought so. The good news is that Princess is doing just fine, everything went smoothly..." "But what's the bad news?" "Princess was supposed to have 2 pups, but when the other girl was born, her breathing was messed up. We-" Ryder's breath caught. "We-, we couldn't save her. I'm so sorry Rocky." My head is spinning. This is some kind of joke, and I refuse to fall for it. I'm leaving this bad dream and going to the place where it all started. I'm hoping this is some kind of dream and I'll wake up with Princess and my two daughters.

Ryder's P.O.V

Rocky runs out. I start to go after him, but Princess comes. "Let him go, he needs time. We all do." The dogs bow their heads respectfully. Zuma, being Rocky's best friend, lets out a sad mourning howl. Soon all the dogs have joined him in the tribute to Paige. Princess told me that would have been her name.

Princess's P.O.V

I join the others in the tribute to my lost daughter. When our howls die out Skye sits beside me. "What's the other one's name?" "Tara." "That's a beautiful name Princess." "Thank you." Skye's normally happy voice isn't so happy right now. Skye glances down at the floor nervously, or that's what I thought she was looking at.