Shem's POV

(The next day) I wake up to a loud noise and soot up. I look around anf hear the noise again, this time the others wake up too. Shayla, Johnson and I stand up and look out the window. "What was that?" I ask looking towards the two "it's right there, and it's a moose" Shayla says pointing at it "wait, where's the pups? (Sala7, Dane and Dante)" I ask looking at the blanket they fell asleep on. Ann walks in and says "I brought them to school" I sigh of relief and sit down "I forgot about that, but Sala7 woke up in the middle of the night and said she wasn't feeling well" when Johnson said that I turn around and ask "what do you mean?" He responds with "she.. um.. I was tired and forgot" we all frown and yell "this could be serious and you just forget?!?!"  "*Sigh* lets go pick them up and go to the doctor" Shayla says standing up "but don't we have to pay them?" I ask her, she turns around and shrugs. "Wake up Alsh and L" I take off my shoes and chock them at them "ah! I'm up!" They both say throwing back my shoes "we have to go to the doctor, hide your ears and tail" Shayla tells them opening the door "huh? Oh no" they say putting there hands over there ears "what?"I ask them smiling "it's that month?" Johnson asks looking back at them "well, Sala7 trusts Shem the most so I'll stay with Alsh and L, Johnson go with Shem"

Shayla's POV

(Later that day) I walk in the shack carrying Dante and Dane, I put them down and see that Johnson, Shem and Sala7 aren't here "how long have they been gone?" I ask them keeping an eye on Dane and Dante while they play. Dane looks back to me and asks "who?" I get startled but answer him, he smiles and asks "did you know it's almost Sala7's birthday?" Is she the oldest? "Oh ? How old is she turning?" I ask him, but Dante answers instead "four, were born in the same year, just not the same month" "Dante is the oldest from the three of us, but he's the smallest, Sala7 is the tallest and youngest" Dane says smiling. The dark, old shack, moving a little from the strong wind as the day turns to night "where are they?" I ask growling. "Maybe we did need to pay them"