Interactive Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

The Forest Paw wolves have earned the training day cut short. “Tomorrow, Lease, Dominic, Miles, and Christian will train the Forest Paw wolves. I want to take Scarlet and train her one-on-one.” I call out above the happy crowd of wolves, getting an excited grin from Scarlet and a yes ma’am from everyone else. It felt nice being as one in a group of wolves working towards the same goal, the goal of becoming stronger. I was proud of Forest Paw, even though I was no longer one of them.

Playing coy, Scarlett doesn't make a move as Slade's chocolate fur brushes against mine, sending shivers down our spine. Giving him a moment to drink, waiting patiently until the right moment, I swipe my paw into the water, splashing water on his face playfully before dashing off again. Something like a laugh escapes my lips as his growl rumbles through the small field, his paws vibrating the ground behind me as he tries to catch up.

"Babe, let the mother-to-be have some air! You want to see those pups when they are born, right?" I sheepishly smiled at Paulette's laughing face. "Sorry." Rollings growled lowly, which earned him a warning growl from my mate. I watched as Paulette crossed her arms over her chest and glared at Rollings. He actually looked down in shame as she scolded him. "If you EVER growl at my best friend again, I will not allow you to touch me for a full month! 30 days do you get that, mister?!" She then winked at me. "Besides SHE is our Luna, she out ranks us!"

He only kept what he deemed necessary and it led to a dull and almost depressing living space. My heart skipped when the sound of paws tapping against the hardwood met my ears. I held my breath as a smile captured my face. Slash's gold and black fury body came into view as he barreled toward me. One look at my injuries had him slowing his pace, though, a whine leaving the back of his throat. He sat on his hind legs beside me, head dropping to my lap so he could stare up at me with those puppy dog eyes I had missed so much.

Lili’s has unicorns and the word Sparks. Behind them, Luke’s new oversized puppy is wagging his snow white body like a caffeinated polar bear, tongue lolling out, blue eyes shining. An Alaskan Malamute named Gojo. The dog is courtesy of a brother who works at a puppy pound. And the name, courtesy of a jade-eyed friend who is into manga. And of course now they all want one … a puppy … not a brother. Even Leyla. “We’re here for sandwiches,” River announces cheerfully.

"Back off! " Joy was woken by the sound of shouting from a girl far away. Baby was already awakened, stood up, stretched his limbs, opened his mouth and licked the tip of his nose with his tongue. He was gently patting her left hand with his claw. Then he jumped up and ran into the direction where the noise came from. Joy picked up her package on the ground and began to follow Baby’s footsteps immediately. Joy ran close to see that a huge vulture was constantly attacking a palm-sized dog in front of a camphor tree which was dozens of meters high, and a girl about her age was protecting the dog using her power shield against the vulture laboriously.

Birds chirped, waking Patrilia from his heavy sleep. With a heavy yawn escaping his mouth, he sat and looked at his surroundings. For a while, he kept on rubbing his eyes, asking himself how he ended up being there. After staying there for a little while, he realized he was stalking the pack's spy. "Hold on, is she still eating apples?" He asked himself while looking at the tree she had climbed. "What the fuck?" He jumped off the ground with his hands on his head. The winds waved, swaying the trees' twigs around; the spy wasn't there. He went to the place she would have jumped to when climbing down, but there were no footsteps at all. It was obvious she had left that place long ago.

The little girls inquisitive nature had made her stop to investigate a noise she had heard, it was a deer caught in a fence, she had approached it fearlessly and carefully freed its entangled antlers. It should have been dangerous, the deer was much bigger than the little girl and one sweep of those powerful antlers would have ended her life but it had stilled the moment she spoke to it. Her soft voice calmed the creature as she explained what she was going to do to free him, her small hands working quickly to let him go smiling widelt and clapping her hands when he bounded off into the woods. When he had approached with his Patrollers she should have been terrified, four huge

It's a couple of hours before lunch, so I head downstairs with my mates in tow. On the back patio, I see the pups gathered in groups or playing in the playground behind the house. I approach some of the older ones and ask which packs they belong to. I learn they are from the Cold Mountain Pack, Emerald Lands Pack, and Green Forest Pack. Once everyone finishes eating, I ask them to gather around. As they stand before me on the back porch, I raise my hands to quiet them.

“Patch is a good name. Fits his little rebel spirit.” Talon, meanwhile, was holding a particularly energetic puppy that was trying to wriggle out of his grasp. “And what about this one?” he asked, his voice teasing. “He’s got more energy than Scarlett on a sugar rush.” Scarlett giggled, leaning over to inspect the squirmy puppy. “He’s… Sparky!” Talon raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Sparky, huh? Fitting for a little troublemaker.” Evelyn watched the scene with a soft smile, her hands resting on her knees. “You all seem to have a way with them. They’re lucky to have visitors like you.”