Novel & Cerita Paw Patrol Pups Save The Sea Turtles

“Operational procedures, hold the kite string, avoid stranger’s dogs, and no running near the water unless you want your father to have a heart attack today.” Ethan snorted. “You said a bad word.” “‘Heart attack’ is not a bad word.” Crest muttered. I laughed quietly, smoothing Ivan’s curls as he hopped onto the pavement. I could feel my body unwinding, the kids’ excitement was contagious enough to push every puzzling thought aside. I carried the picnic bag while Crest hoisted the kite, one shaped like a giant sea turtle, one was a bright blue butterfly. “Who gets the butterfly?” I asked.

“Not a person. Not a wolf, either. It was a turtle.” Caleb’s expression turned incredulous “A turtle? Really?” I nodded, trying to keep my tone calm and reassuring. “Yes, a turtle, a tiny hatchling. We found it on the beach a couple of days ago. It had died, washed up by the tide. I... I just…I saw him perform a simple spell. Borrowed some energy from the earth to bring it back. It wasn’t dangerous, he promised.” I looked up to see the shocked expression on everyone’s face. “He told me that he had practiced it before but it drains him of too much energy.”

Granted, the pup was the size of a juvenile Great White, but still she didn’t harm us and they never do. “She will give chase and you will have to fight. That is how it works and how it has worked for thousand of years.” I say to him as I walk towards Set and pick up Ione from his back and he whines and I walk out of the room. Hearing Carter swear. I know I shouldn’t find it funny, but a sadistic part of me does. After a while, we are ready to leave. The sirens left early. As we walk through the forest towards the beach. I look back at the treeline and see Fenrir and Gaia standing there with the wolves from his family. Dani, Jerome, and Astrada included.

I was about to be mauled to death. "It's okay..." I say tensely. My body trembling with fright. "Here, you can have him back. You see I was protecting him. There was an eagle and it was going to get him but he's okay. See, you're welcome..." Slowly but surely I put Poppy back onto the floor and it padded towards his mother. Yet, the mother still growled. I backed up... "Where is Paw Patrol when you need em'." The dog barked, hard and loud, and I didn't grasp the level of stupid I am until that very moment when I pointed at the dog and yelled, "Bad dog!"

- 2 years later– “Hey that’s enough, you guys. If you don’t settle down, someone is going to get clawed and we’ll need to get Heather over here to patch you up. Then you won’t be able to go swimming until it heals. Do you want to sit in the bank while everyone else swims?” Frowned as she chastised several young pups and their poppas. The pack had grown in recent years, and they had a few pups to keep everyone on their toes.

' Anne and Ashlynn sat down by the pond while the triplets looked into the pond and shouted, "We have Leopard coral trout, but they don't have that here!" "You bought it?" Ashlynn asked. "Papa went fishing in the sea and caught it!" Chris said. "It's this big!" Chloe widened her eyes while opening her arms. "But Great-Uncle has alligators, so that's cool!"

Their pajamas are drenched in flour, cake mix, and frosting. Lionel eyes them critically. He raises a dark eyebrow. I shrug. “I see…do you think a power washer will work on getting the gunk off of them?” He mummers. Amusement lurking at the corners of his face. Laughter bubbles in my chest. “The water hose would probably work. Or a dunk in the pool.” He chuckles. “I’m sure they would love that. Patti is practically a mermaid.” Vera and Patti had been recently introduced to more kid movies. Playing mermaids became Patti’s favorite game. Vera…not so much.

he said to me. He didn’t wait for a response before I felt his arm leave my body and he charged forward, right at the people shooting at us. “Wait, no!” I cried out in protest of his actions, but he didn’t pay any attention to me. My head was down, but I could see him charging toward the guys dressed in black, standing at the top of the stairs while continuously pulling the trigger with their large guns aimed in our direction. I watched as Jonathan morphed into a large, brown wolf and took out the first man within his reach. His claws dug so deep into his neck that it was impossible at this point for that person to get back up on his feet.

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.

"Don't do that next time." He nodded. "Okay. I won't." "Now, let's sleep." We got into bed and just laid there quietly. "Will we swim in the ocean tomorrow?" He asked. "Sure. If you want to. Are you a good swimmer?" "I don't know. I've never swam in human form before." "Is it your first time seeing a beach?" He nodded. I'm glad I get to experience his first time with him. * The following morning Lupus was not in bed. I guess he really did go for a jog with dad and Kevin. I feel sorry for them.