Marshall Paw Patrol Saying Novels & Stories

"Hey, stop it. I have to go to school so I can get a job and take care of you, you big baby." "W*~oo!" "Wait, did you just say wow?" I chuckled with a brow raised. "Woof!" "You're full of surprises." I got up and went to bath. After I was done I found him siting in front of the door. "Really?" "Woof!" "Move, I have to go. I promise I'll bring you a treat when I get back." He came to me. "You really love food, huh. Just like me." I chuckled while giving him a goodbye hug.

--- Rage followed Rex on his first patrol into the North. The grey wolf was too old to run much anymore. But its grandson, the small grey wolf Sylvan had brought back from the forest, was already grown. Rage had named him Firepaw—for the patch of dark red fur on his right front paw. He walked behind Rex with Firepaw at his side, across the ice plains for a whole day. When he returned, his boots were covered in frozen soil and ice chips. He ran to Luna and held up the small handful of thistle root tendrils clutched in his fist for her to see.

We continued talking for a while until Mika came in. "Hey baby, how's our pups doing?" I glanced at Paige, who looked confused when he called them pups, but she didn't say anything. Mika had been referring to them as pups most of the time since I told him that's what my people called our young. He thought it was the cutest thing and that it fit with our rescue, which was named 'Blue's Wildlife Rescue Center' after a wolfdog that Mika had owned growing up.

“You don’t smell bad.” “That kid seemed to think so,” she whispered. “Hey, you remember what it was like to be a kid, right, and you have these ideas in your head that you can be a superhero or whatever? Well, he watches Paw Patrol and thinks he has a super sniffer. It’s just something he likes right now and will be fuel for future embarrassment later in life.”

You and that wolf of yours who can't control its emotions. "Lifu's dog was missing. We were helping her find it. Just because you hear her name doesn't mean you get to act like a rabid mutt! "Don't think I won't do anything to you just because you're expecting. Next time you try to make a scene over Lifu again, I'll throw you and that pup of yours out—together!"

his annoyed voice draws my attention up into the trees above me, “you know I hate it when you whine.” “Mom said you’re not allowed to call me that,” I scowl up at him and his pale green eyes sparkle with mischief as he drops down each branch with practiced ease. “Well, mom doesn’t know how much hell you like to give people,” he smirks. “Don’t swear,” I hiss, making him laugh, “we have to go,” I brush myself off, “Dad’s got the vehicle all loaded up already.” “Race you,” he yells, sprinting off.

Calista POV. The thing I love about pups is that they are always eager to learn and have fun. That is what we try to do when we train them to defend themselves. Here and at Venom Fang, they start young. Some would say too young. Well, I disagree. You are never too young to learn.

before I can master a reply to that he drags me across the street. My short legs can't keep up with his long strides I am practically running behind him "Travis wait , what are you doing?" It's when I realise we walk pass the Motel parking lot " stay here i am going to get us a room " I say nothing as my mind goes blank he's getting us a room excitement fills me all of the sudden my plan worked.

"There, my fearless alpha, lies the path to new territory! It's rumored to be guarded by the ferocious 'Fluffy-tailed Guardians.' Are you ready?" ‌ Andrei, his competitive spirit ignited, nodded with a grin. "Fluffy-tailed Guardians, you say? Let's show them the might of the pack!" ‌ As they ventured deeper into the thicket, they encountered an army of squirrels. The tiny creatures chattered angrily and hurled acorns at them, which resulted in a flurry of dodges and exaggerated leaps. Lucas, in his usual cheeky fashion, shouted, "The Guardians are fierce, but we are fiercer!"

Abi and Christov started chuckling, “wait till the pup is born, trust me the name just slips from your lips, the second you see your little bundle.” Daddy smiled, yea, it does, but I like Wyatt.” We all laughed, he cleared his throat, “his nickname would be WHY, like Why did I have all these pups to begin with,” he shook his head. Momma didn’t miss a beat, “because handsome, you can’t keep your 12 inches from my…” We all yelled, “MOMMA THE PUPS.”