Ninja Turtles Dogpound Novels & Stories

Our weapons are plastic water gun that we bought specially for these occasion. We're giving jenny a chance to play with us, something she didn't get in her last pack. Playing even rough one help build puppies character and give them some confidence something jenny can definitely use. "Okay so here's the plan dark you with me, light go with red , cook you distract them. We'll go in and take care of the bodyguard while you two retrieve bluebell we need him alive" ~nala I look over at jenny she look a bit nervous she probably prefer to stay with nala. "You ready red?" ~logan

I never would have thought to do that. Me- Anti-aircraft training. Tellie is actually pretty good. (Tellie smiles, peacocking her shoulders.) Stone- Wait, you all train wolves to bite tires? Me- Shred them in motion, yeah. Stone- Can I keep these guys? They are unmated and fearless. Me- Yeah, who do you have? Stone- Lex, Joey, Cleveland, George and Danny. Tellie- No, send Danny home. How the hell did he get sent?

Next to him is Luna, a playful Beagle, and Rocky, a energetic Boxer. “On the opposite row, we have:” "Atlas, our majestic Great Dane, gentle as a giant. Beside him is Daisy, a sweet Corgi, and Baxter, a clever Australian Shepherd." My gaze landed on a robust German Shepherd in the corner cage. "And who's this?" I asked, drawn to his piercing eyes. "That's Titan," the staff replied. "Intelligent, loyal, and protective. He was trained as a guard dog but never deployed. He's been waiting for the right owner."

By now, the dog had returned with a loud bark. "Let's see," Chen hummed, sending his spirit energy inside the belt, and was surprised to find that each round jade represented a cubic meter of space and there were a total of 24 pieces. Unlike the ring with the huge space, this one was more beneficial for organizing and storing items and weapons needed daily. Finally, Chen pulled out a square red token with the nickname: Luo San Pao, etched on it. There were no merit points which made Chen sigh. But he wasn't done. He had quite a lot of time this time so he gazed at the cautious dog licking his master's face while barking towards Chen occasionally.

“Sire, where is the direction of the hospital? Or the clinic? We found this little guy in the forest and I think it’s sick…” The guard finally noticed the puppy in Jai’s arms. “Oh, dear. The nearest pet clinic is just ahead, around five hundred meters straight from the gate. It’s quite big, you won’t miss it.” “Alright. I won’t keep you here. Take that little guy to the clinic. Here you go,” the guard gave their permit back and smiled wide. Jai and Darrion smiled at the guard. “Thank you!” But then Jai asked. “Alright. Thank you. And can I ask another question?”

Mates could wait. Tripp and Tahlia—Nixx and Tatiana’s twins—stood side by side, watching the buzz of puppies spread across the yard. Laughter echoed everywhere, hands clapped in rhythm as games were made up on the spot, rules forgotten just as quickly. It was chaos, the fun kind, the kind only kids knew how to make.

“Oh! The hockey designer wolf!” “Are your paws busy right now?” I ask. “No, I'm free.” “I need to buy a set of wheels for my pups, but I've been away from the city for six years and I don't know where the good shops are. If you have time, can you show me the way?” “Sure! I can crawl over to your pack housing gate in thirty minutes,” Terry says. “Great, I will wait by the stones.”

Paige sat in a van a couple of blocks down with Sera and Killian, and if I thought about her too much, I’d lose it. Tony shouldered open the door to reveal a backroom with—I counted quickly—fifteen large dog crates stacked on top of and next to each other. More men walked tight circuits or sat at low tables in front of a second door. “Back door, too?” I asked. “You don’t worry about runaways?” He laughed. “I only staff pit bulls. Nobody gets out.” I squatted to peer into one of the crates and found myself looking into the eyes of a teenage girl. Tears rolled down her cheeks, cutting stark lines through the dirt there.

"Need your lock-picking skills. Behind the old gym. Now." ‎He showed up fifteen minutes later with two other Void members, Raze and Kira. ‎"You're serious about this?" Cyprus asked, eyeing the cage. ‎"Look at it. It's dying." ‎"Aurora, that sign says—" ‎"I know what it says." I met his eyes. "Are you going to help me or not?" ‎Cyprus studied me for a moment, then pulled out his tools. "Your funeral." ‎The lock clicked open. I approached slowly, keeping my movements calm. The dog didn't lunge or attack. It simply stood, swaying slightly, and walked out of the cage. The dog looked gaunt and hungry.

Leon said as Terrence burst into laughter. "I never knew Victor was a Casanova. Or is it only his son?" Terrence looked at Violet. "It's probably because he thinks he's too handsome for anyone," Violet said, crossing her arms. "Okay," Leon sighed, clutching his stomach. He felt butterflies. He looked around the magical botanical garden they had created. The dogs—Lovie and Hunter—were running around. Since they had adopted more military K9s, including Terrence's dogs, there were many of them playing. Most of the retired K9s were just sniffing around.