Paw Patrol Kitten Novels & Stories

Katia played with the two puppies they had found. At the vet's office, she was told that the puppy she found was a Pomeranian, about two weeks old, with white and black fur, resembling a panda bear. The kitten was an exotic cat, a Persian variant, the same age as the puppy, with ash-gray fur. Both puppies were about the size of Alyre's hands. The happiness on Katia's face was evident. ...

she yells and comes toward me, all ready, her tail was hidden under her skirt, and her earls were hidden with a hair band, making her ears look like they were fake and slipped on. "Say bye-bye," I tell her ready to leave the house with her, a car was waiting for us, one of the pack mates is taking us to the school along with the rest of the pack members who were ready for school, it's only four in total, and kitten is only coming for the day. "Ready?" I ask her, holding her hand walking toward the school, toward our first class of the day.

Caden saw the stupefied kitten before him--- no, his stupefied kitten face before him, and felt that his human knowledge was overturned into an unrecognizable shape. The kitten had white fur with black spots in every part of its body but the most eye-catching feature of the kitten is its deep emerald green eyes that look like shining. The kitten's tail is long, probably 5 inches, too long for its palm size body. He looked around and felt scared, the only light comes from above, but climbing it seems impossible. Where is he? How did he get here? And... what is happening to him exactly? This doesn't feel like dreaming, but there's no way that everything could be real right? Caden lift his fron

She pointed towards the living room, and Tarrin, not bothering to take his shoes off, stormed off in that direction. “LINUX, YOU HAVE 10 Sec-,” Tarrin’s voice got caught in his throat when he saw it. Linux was sitting on the couch, holding the most adorable milk chocolate-colored kitten Tarrin had ever seen. Its tiny mew brought Tarrin out of his loss for words. “What is it doing here, Linux?” Holding the tiny kitten up as it mewed louder, Linux replied, “It has two broken legs. I can’t just leave it at the clinic for the night! Isn’t she just so adorable? She’s even chocolate-colored. That's such a rarity, Tarrin!”

002. Amber’s heartbeat accelerated. Little Kitten… she hadn’t heard that name for years and hearing it brought a lot of memories. Could it be that Axel had finally come back? She slowly turned back, bracing herself for what was to come but her face fell when she realized that it wasn’t really anything — just a girl, letting her brother pat her kitten. Amber shut her eyes tight as she felt a wave of embarrassment. She couldn’t believe that she had mistaken the man for Axel.

he said with a smirk but there was a mild worry lingering around my head for a bit. “But…” I paused when he bent down to let the kitten go and she gracefully walked back to the fighting kids, who were now taken aback by her cuteness, surrounding her again. The kitten seemed to be enjoying the attention. “…aren’t the kids too young to take care of a kitten?” The phone buzzed in Kane’s pocket and I don’t think I’ve ever seen that happen but he brought it out and switched it off, shaking his head pitifully. “What is it?”

After that, she took Old Madam Kitty with her and began to look for the child. ... At the same time, two little guys who came out of a secret doghole were walking on the street hand in hand with a small backpack on their backs. Although Kitten was only three and a half years old, her long hair reached her waist. Usually, she would have all kinds of beautiful hairstyles. But today, maybe her grandma didn't know how to comb her hair, so she only wore a pinkish purple headband. However, even so, she was still as adorable as a doll.

I was in awe of their courage, and I thanked them with all my heart. The pack gathered around me, and I told them what had happened. They were amazed by the bravery of the mother cat and her kitten, and they praised them for their actions. The kitten walked up to me, and I bent down to pet it. It purred loudly, rubbing its head against my hand. I smiled, a feeling of peace settling over me. I knew that I had made a new friend, and that the pack was safe. I named the kitten Lucky, and it became a beloved member of our pack.

This is where our Pride began. He took a long drink of water, looked around at his audience and went on, "This was the last time a werecat was able to shift into a black panther. It was written that there would not be another until the time was upon the world of the werecat to need a savior. It was not foretold what the danger would be, only that it would come from the north and it would be swift. The prophecy spoke of a girl child born from the royal line in which our family hails. She wolud be born with jet black hair and cobalt blue eyes with powers and abilities rivaled by no one." He turned to me at this point. "We think, young Katalea, that you are that werecat."

He stood beside me with his hands inside the pocket while I grazed the kitten’s small head with my knuckles. “It’s a Scottish fold. One of the expensive cats in the world.” He murmured with his eyes scanning the kitten. I didn’t know anything about cat’s breeds as all I knew they were cats that’s it. I smiled at the white kitten with beautiful grayish patterns on it. It was beautiful. “Can we take it to the mansion now?” I asked as I took his small claw in my hand. “No Zaroon has informed about the animal care facility and would take good care of him.” He said casually as I turned around like an electric spark.