Paw Patrol As Humans Novels & Stories

That long-gone girl. Whereas, aside from being more handsome, stunningly so, Cassius was unchanged. He looked just like the brother she believed dead in 1722. But time had no effect on vampires, except to make them more attractive. He was still the Cassius she remembered, he didn't change

It was my friends who were transforming into beasts. The ground under my feet siped as I fell to the ground with a thud. I couldn't muster the energy, to lift my body. Or to talk to any of them. they were revealing their true colors in front of me unknowingly. they were not werewolves but they were Panters all are black in color. Some were large in size and height but some were small in size but had log legs, short bodies. Panters had purple eyes, Smaller cats had blue eyes. they all looked sharp when fighting.

annoying. I was actually looking forward to my afternoon as Arthur my old boss from the Gallery had called me yesterday asking if I could fill in for one of the girls, luckily I had the day free so I agreed and I was looking forward to being back in the gallery again. I got in my uniform and headed there, giving the usual nods and ”hello’s” to passers by that I knew, the good thing about being a patrol warrior was that you got to know more people in the pack and I got to know how many wolf’s had chosen humans as their mates, I always knew we had some humans living amongst us but turns out there is more than I expected, and so far the ones I had met had been nothing but grateful for the prote

Since they can't live in the human land without going through a more arduous procedure in the hands of the human government, this reasons are why some werewolves would resort to being rogue, especially if they were declared persona non grata in their old pack. "Please tell me, when was the last time the pack was patrolled?" I ask him. His face immediately lit up since he considers my question an easy one "Every day. No day goes by without the patrol team doing their jobs." He replies a bit smugly I nod and say "You can sit," I then turn to Eric, mind linking him to play the slide show of the destroyed fence. The first photo that shows on the screen is of the fence when it was newly erected.

“So I am not dead! That’s one cause for a celebration. “And my human finally noticed me!” “Your human? I don’t think that’s right!” it was the white dog with brown patches that spoke, the leader of the three, the one that stayed in the middle crate. “Yeah, it’s premature for you to say that!” agreed the black one. Polly was about to say something when he felt his legs depart from the ground. When he looked behind him, he saw that his human was carrying him with her bare hands. He could feel all ten fingers, her palm supporting his whole body.

Talia's steps slowed down after an unknown measure of time when she noticed through the gaps in bushes and trees that someone was standing in the distance. Talia thought it's one of the patrols, and if she avoids them, she might appear suspicious, so she continued moving straight, without altering her path. A few steps later, Talia confirmed it was four men and she slowed down as she realized that something was off. The warriors are usually patrolling in wolf form (Drake told her that), and even if they are in human form, they would be dressed in dark gray t-shirts while these guys wore green and brown-ish patterns that provided camouflage in the forest.

The twenty-five from Zanes pack, twenty-eight of my people, and the rest were panthers who had been trickling in the past few hours. I ran in the very front, Zane and Nate at my flank, followed by Willow, Levi, Leo, and a blonde guy that I hadn't learned the name of yet. For the first half, we were in animal form. Nate gave everyone this very interesting... Fanny pack? For lack of a better word. It stayed on around your middle, in wolf or human form. It had enough room for my shirt, underwear and socks, and pants. They were very tightly crammed in there, but they were in there. The ones of us that wore shoes, carried them in our mouths. A lot of the more nomadic panthers wore nothing but the

The Ghost smiles at our dramatic entrance, and takes on her human form. "Won't you join me, Chief Wolfpaw? I want to look into the eyes of the man who is the son of my former lover." Chief Wolfpaw returns to his human form and his teeth and claws disappear behind his jaws and hands. They transform so easily, how many of his kind attended my schools and hid their transformation from my peers and I? I will never know, but they are out there now collection information on the humans without their knowledge. After living among them for many months, I feel torn between their world and the world of men, but at some point I may have to choose a side before it is chosen for me.

Everyone's eyes widened in shock. “Patrick, withdraw your ability!” Twilight shrieked, making Patrick grit his teeth and withdraw his wood ability. The monster, seeing them being played, started laughing crazily. By her face, it used to be a girl wearing her school uniform. There's barely any meat in her rotting body, no emotions but pure glee and greed in her white muddy irises. The moment she became this monster, she ceased to be a human. It didn't attack them, as if waiting for Farrah and her teammates to initiate the fight. It looked like them like they were a toy, a snack it wanted to play with before consuming.

* the hammer was with the enchantment of Phil but it only stops its movement for a second! "tsk!"- Phil Phil jumps backward and Uncle Sunny also get out of the way while the Mutated Dog is rushing a person is planning to collide it! and it was none other than Timot! Big Paw vs the enhanced stab of Timot! *TTUNNNNGGG!* because of the strong impact, Timot has been sent flying! and the Mutated Dog only push back a few centimeters! it pushes very near to me! "it is my chance!"- John Carl