Paw Patrol Pups Save Sea Turtles Novels & Stories

Whoosh— With a shrill whistle, Andrius’ dazzling attack hit the ugly and ferocious head. The head suddenly shrunk back. Then, its entire body emerged from the cold pond. “What...” Andrius was dumbfounded when he saw the appearance of the beast. It carried a hard shell on its back that was adorned with mysterious but exceptionally clear patterns. It was not a demon snake. It was a turtle that had been alive for an unknown amount of time! The agile head that had just appeared was the turtle’s head... Andrius instantly understood. This beast should be what Kate mentioned yesterday—a spirit turtle that had lived for thousands of years.

There was nothing but shadowy borders at the edges of the shore and the only borderless area was the one submerged by the sea whose sides were nothing but huge expanses of water that spanned an incredibly wide distance. Dina couldn’t tell for sure if it was a sea or ocean, it was so wide it could be called an ocean but at the same time wasn’t quite huge enough. Just as she could ponder more on this, Paws who had been quiet for quite a while suddenly dashed towards the sea. “Stop!!” a panicked Feral instantly leaped forward to snatch up the troublesome pet who was drooling at the sight of water. Seemed like he didn’t like the stickiness all over him.

Ryder reluctantly fell into line, and the next thing they knew, they were gliding along the swift river, moving faster than even the current. They couldn’t be sure how long they traveled, how far they went or even where they were headed, but eventually their living raft veered towards the shoreline, and swam far enough into the shallows for the pups to disembark from its back. Wading along the rocky shore, the quadruplets were finally able to get a good look at their savior. It raised its head above the surface, staring up at them with such a benevolent expression, they couldn’t help but reach out and pet its head. It had huge, expressive eyes, and a very round snout – almost like a cow’s. “

The Turtle’s shell came and shielded against the venom. “Dad!” shouted Kevin. “Brat! I told you not to call me dad!” “But dad!” “No buts, we Slow do not hesitate at the call of justice.” Kevin nodded. “Turtle’s whip,” said Duke Slow. The turtle’s tail whipped and smashed the scaly serpent in the face. Poisoning it to death. Kevin also summoned his spiritual power and started to attack the scaly serpent. “We need to take them out so Eric can help Ruby!” shouted Zachery.

Jessica said as her mother finally got up off the floor and walked out with the rest of the family to be escorted by the agents to safety. “Damn, we all saw that right? I'm not crazy we are all seeing the same thing. I don't need my sanity questioned when I write my report of what happened. When I say that a big ass turtle, snatched the throat out of the criminal and saved a room full of workers, parents, and their children. I need yall to vouch for me.” Karla said to her men who were also still in shock. “Hey all my people if you see a turtle come your way hide your guns and don't get in her way. If you see her at the door just open the door and let her do the rest.” Karla said, into her ea

Now I understood how he was able to live without wondering what was happening beyond this place. Clifford and I swarm lower, beginning our search amongst some ranaway fishes and colourful corals. An old sea turtle swarm past me, trying his best to escape, but wasn't fast enough. Clifford stretched forth to grab the creature and as soon as his hands touched it, the sea turtle coiled into the safety of its shell. Bubbles seeped out of my mouth in an attempt to stifle a laugh. Clifford threw me a smile before pointing at a collection of tiny orange cone-shaped shells, sitting at the bottom of a red coral.

Pure darkness. Then the shadows screamed. The sound echoed through the tunnel. Then the rest attacked. Fast. Far too fast. Then Walter swung a broken piece of stone. Smashing one of the copies. It exploded into black smoke. Then Ava grabbed Peanut. Protecting her. The puppies barked furiously. Even tiny Cookie launched himself at one of the creatures. God. That puppy had absolutely no survival instincts. Fair. None whatsoever. Reasonable honestly. Then the copy kicked toward him. Before it could connect—

"Back off! " Joy was woken by the sound of shouting from a girl far away. Baby was already awakened, stood up, stretched his limbs, opened his mouth and licked the tip of his nose with his tongue. He was gently patting her left hand with his claw. Then he jumped up and ran into the direction where the noise came from. Joy picked up her package on the ground and began to follow Baby’s footsteps immediately. Joy ran close to see that a huge vulture was constantly attacking a palm-sized dog in front of a camphor tree which was dozens of meters high, and a girl about her age was protecting the dog using her power shield against the vulture laboriously.

After more than a dozen seconds, the dust settled, and Darryl let out a sigh of relief and a smile when he saw what had happened. His plan to sit and see them fight from afar had worked. It was very successful. The Giant Turtle and the Terror Hound lay on the ground, unable to move. They were extremely weak. "Dude!" The Giant Turtle did not care about the blood on its head. It yelled at Darryl, "Help me kill that evil three-headed dog. I don't need the heavenly spiritual aura. I'll give you a ride and help you escape from here." Even though it was one of the Four Evil Beasts, they were still animals. At that moment, the Giant Turtle only wanted the Terror Hound gone.

My face was pale. "How old is the pup?" Rowan pressed his lips together. He looked away, too scared to speak. Tessa, however, released a cloying scent. It was a blatant provocation. "Almost two months. Mine and Rowan's pup." When I heard the answer, I bit my lower lip hard. What a coincidence. Exactly the same age as the pup draining my life right now. My heart felt like it was ripped open by claws. Tears spilled over and burned my cheeks.