Paw Patrol Dogs Everest の小説・ストーリー

Leopard grinned at Philip and said, “They’re over there. I completed my mission. I protected them!” Philip nodded. Looking at the two shivering on the side, Philip said, “Attack!” Hearing Philip's roar, Iris said to Philip, “No way, it won’t work. Our attack can only leave a small wound on its body. We can’t stop it at all!” Emily also said anxiously, “My attack has no effect on it at all!” Philip frowned. This seemed quite interesting. Philip started observing the exotic beast, which looked like a large Tibetan Mastiff. Although it did not make a move, it had been staring at Philip the whole time.

“Here’s your killer, Chief. Look at this fucker! Goddamn monster!” He jangled the dog’s body at us as he talked. It looked like a German Shepherd. Maybe a mix with something else. It was big but still had to be a quarter of the size of what I’d seen by the Skoger place. “Caught this fucker out behind the Pamida. Bill Crenshaw’s wife said she’d seen it up round the high school last couple days with a mangy look. Sonofabitch must’ve been rabid and gone after poor ole Pete.”

Jasper looks suspicious, but kisses her hand and waits to hear what she has to say. “Dad- uh, I-I mean, Mister Cirillo bought us a puppy to be friends with our wolves. His name is Mister Happy. He’s a Saint Barnyard and still in our bedroom.” Kara pouts to match Katie. Jasper suppresses a laugh at her mispronunciation. “He’ll be sad without us.”

--- 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.

After finally calming Aria Vale down, Damian didn’t give her a chance to react. Without warning, he swept her into his arms and strode down the hillside. If she kept crying like that, he was convinced she’d drown the whole mountain. Ghost—the massive Tibetan Mastiff—wobbled after them, ready to follow. But Damian let out a sharp whistle, a single commanding note that echoed through the trees. Ghost halted instantly. The enormous dog dropped to the ground with a pitiful whimper, snowy fur drooping as he hung his giant head in miserable abandonment.

A mini fountain sat at the center of the circular driveway, its water cascading in soft splashes. I slowed the car to a stop, the tires crunching lightly against the gravel. Before I could step out, my two dogs came bounding across the expansive front lawn. Thor, the massive German Shepherd, and Loki, his mischievous Siberian Husky counterpart, were a sight to behold. Their sleek coats glistened in the late afternoon sun as they charged toward me, their tongues lolling out in excitement. Behind them, two of my security guards were in hot pursuit, their panicked expressions betraying their struggle to keep up.

~Amara Nova aimed for Rielle's neck but within a blink of an eye, Rielle had turned too. And to my horror, her wolf dwarfed mine. With a swipe of a large paw, she tossed me away effortlessly. I hit the wall with a sickening thud. Everything was hazy for a minute but Nova was blinded by anger, she tried to get up immediately but the moment she tried to balance on her hind legs, she howled in pain. One of her legs was definitely broken and it hurt like hell.

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

Mason spots the patrol first. ‘Alpha, there, near that fallen log! The patrol!’ ‘Stop yelling! We can hear you! Idiot.’ Chastises Jason. He and Mason are litter mates, both with brown fur with white patches on their heads and paws. Mason also has a white patch on his tail. It’s the only difference between them. As we get closer to the patrol, I notice their agitation and it’s unnerving. What is it about this human? ‘Alpha.’ Greets one of the guards with a bow. I turn to him.

He nodded and said we can go ahead to check the dogs out. The pound was crazy loud with different dogs barking. I tried bonding with some of the dogs but that wasn't any connections. We kept moving until I got to a cage. In there were two dogs. They were so quiet, staring at me like they were trying to read my soul. I then noticed how huge they were with their black fur that had hints of brown around the neck and underbelly. "Those two are the wildest in this pound. It's surprising seeing them this calm." Brad said. I looked at him and turned back to the dogs. "I want them." I simply said.