Novel & Cerita Paw Patrol Pup-fu Marshall

Peter suddenly scornfully laughed at her, looking very impatient. Kisa glanced at him. 'Indeed, Jolina didn't hate Peter for no reason. He is bad-tempered, impatient, and even likes to hit women. Who would like him?!' As Kisa was angrily thinking about that, Felicity had already pushed her next to Marshall. Marshall looked like he was around Jolina's age, tall, slim, and white, a sunshine boy. He shyly said to Kisa, "Don't worry. I won't lose. I won't let you get punished." Having heard that, Kisa was even more embarrassed to reject playing the game. She smiled as she said to Marshall, "It's all right. Just do your best."

I'm kind of exaggerated but who cares! Alex looked at me like I was a criminal; like it was a crime to hate marshmallows. “How… how… oh my God. How can you say marshmallows are disgusting? They’re divine…” Okay, this guy was just being dramatic. Did marshmallows save his life or something? I chuckled, amused that it was bothering him this much. "Okay, okay. I’ve heard you. Can we drop this and focus on what we’re here to do?" Alex furrowed his eyebrows and pouted like a kid who just got scolded by his mum. "I guess we can."

"I'll take good care of you and your pup." I sat up fast and grabbed her hand mid-reach. "Martha, didn't your two pups go train on Nightmaw Mountain last month? Still not back, right? Pretty dangerous terrain. Good thing my pack—Silverlune Pack—patrols that area. But if something DID happen... and the patrol just MISSED it... what then?" She froze. Whole body shaking. Her kids—her one soft spot. I let go, calm again. Lay back. "Let's make a deal."

Gina screamed until her voice broke. Marshall grabbed the shovel and smashed it down on Gina's leg. "Die!" he growled. "As long as I live, that's all that matters!" Her leg snapped on impact. Her scream ripped through the air. The smell of blood pushed both dogs into a full frenzy. They lunged at Gina together as she bled heavily. "Marshall, save me! You can't do this!" she sobbed, reaching for him. He kicked her hand away. "Get lost! This is all your fault!"

Austin said, and it made Giselle and I giggle softly before we let go of each other. “Welcome to the Black Shadow Pack,” I said, shifting my eyes between her and Marlon. “We apologize that we and our delegates arrived early. We wanted to be well rested for tomorrow.” “I hope that’s the reason, not because you want time together.” Marshall teased his eyes wherever, but not on us or them. Austin chuckled before he pointed a finger at Marlon. “Whatever you plan to do during your free time is all on you. But during camp hours — no PDAs and no funny businesses. Rules will be read again tomorrow.”

Tears threaten to fall as I stare at the bump. “I’m so happy for you both, and I couldn’t let anything happen to you or your sister. It is my job to protect you. But know this, your pup will have the best life. We are a family now. I accept you as a member of my pack. I Alpha Destinee Shaw, hereby accept Blair Marshall, fated mate of Leon Marshall as a member of my pack and family.” My pack placed their hands on Blair and they all said in unison that they accepted her.

I said. “Nope! Uncle Pularis was teaching me how to wrestle!” Justin answered in pride. “He’s definitely got the marking of a strong werewolf,” Pularis stated, turning back into his own human form. “It’d be a waste not to teach him some form of combat. Especially once we get to my pack. Believe me, I know some wolves there who like power more than others. He needs to learn how to protect himself.”

James picks up Ashley from the ground, trying to calm and stop her from crying and at the same time, noticing the soft bump on the door. The door opens and out comes Marshall, who barks at one of the two men who came up with him. "Call the authorities! Immediately." He goes back in and closes the door behind him again. James tried to peep in through the open crack but he didn't see anything other than Marshall's body blocking the door and the light in the room.

I wondered if the pack of dark marshes would declare war on my pack. The day I returned to the pack, I heard loud laughter coming from outside as I entered the Official house of the pack. Paul got out of his car, followed by dozens of his men. He was dressed in a loud way as always. Today, he wore leopard fur. His shiny fur collar wrapped around his neck like a fox tail. His face looked greasier than usual, as if he had not evenly applied his skin cream. His big belly of beer made him look chubby. It looked like he was well fed in the Dark Swamp Pack.

Chase grumbled with mild curiosity. "This is Chase. He is a German Shepherd puppy and the second member of the PAW Patrol." "Really?" His voice trailed off, clearly impressed. "Well, that's pretty nice.I have a dog, a real dog; his name is Ruru." "Woah! Really, Mr. Johnson?" "Yes." Tommy smiled, proud of his toy. "But mommy hates real dogs, but Chase here is a police and traffic cop dog and a super spy police dog." As they chatted, Amaya beat harder than ever. She tried to keep Tommy away from Chase, but the man kneeled down and took to her son like they were longtime buddies.