Paw Patrol Skye Flying Novels & Stories

My eyes, still bronze, caught the dull light of the sky, but behind them, a deep, silent fire was burning. "I am Skye," I said, my voice quiet, but carrying the weight of the mountain beneath our feet. "And I don't yield."

Tears no longer flow, for tears cause his anger and more punishments. Mother and I silently cleaned the kitchen while Pa drank his beer and watched the basketball game. While we were doing the dishes, Mother whispered as Will and Frankie sat at the table, “Leave tonight, out your window after your Pa leaves.” She glanced over her left shoulder, worried that Pa heard her. “Go to Shelbie’s, I cleared it with Dominic. Please?” there was desperation in her voice.

Little Osiris is huddled in his mother's arms, trying to hide his little face from the angry mob threatening to kill them. "I tell you what," the Alpha finally smirks. "I will give you a head start." Skye doesn't need to be told twice. She takes off, running toward the forest. As she runs, her body morphs and shifts. I try to keep up with her, but she is too fast. The last I see is a golden lycan running away from the mob. Osiris's little face is peering over her shoulder, watching his home fade into the distance.

˙❥ VALKYRIE Our feet dug into the damp earth as we plunged deeper into the forest. Our footsteps were hushed on stones and tall grasses. “You are sure we won't be caught?” My voice came out shaky. Almost trembling. “Yeah. This is where Azi takes her training.” Skye gave me a brief glance. He was ahead, his body snatched and fit within his slightly-tight warrior coat. He moved seamlessly, like he didn't have two Omegas trailing behind him, who might be punished if caught.

I said, my voice tight. "I know." Zeviar floored the accelerator. The G-Wagon surged forward, and the wolves on the flanks scrambled to keep up. Some fell back, others held their ground, the formation refusing to break, no matter the speed. "Sky… what's she got?" He was looking at me, waiting for me to relay anything useful from Sky.

Fi asked sternly yet in a patient manner as she watched his hands shake by his sides. "This... is this a joke to everyone?" Skye asked quietly, causing Fi to blink but remain composed. "They used me and now when one of them is suffering in silence they do nothing! How is it fair that they get away with taking away everything from me?!" Skye yelled, feeling more anger flow through his veins, to their surprise a lamp that rested by the table exploded from his anger causing glass to hit the floor like heavy rain. Skye placed a hand to his face as he paced angrily.

Ok I agree. Pax and Nisha first come and greet Sky, sniffing around her, and Nisha gently nips her ear affectionately. Sky seems to like it as she does it back too. Pax looks to be getting inpatient and sets off running quickly through the forest, I know Nisha won’t be far behind as she is ever so competitive. She is soon giving chase to Pax. Sky is soon running, and feeling her running through the forest, picking up her speed to catch up with Pax and Nisha, the sensation of running is exhilarating, the air is whistling past, as tree by tree flies past, the speed Sky is running is disturbing the leaves below her feet.

I clenched my fists, my wolf stirring inside me. I turned back to Skye, "It seems we have to postpone our conversation, there's something that requires my immediate attention." Her gaze flickered with concern as she looked at me, "What's happening?" I shrugged, "Trouble, most likely." I didn't want to tell her it was Jayleen. Not yet, not until I was sure of her loyalty. She nodded, her brows furrowed. As I turned to leave, I felt a strange sensation. I looked back to see Skye staring at the painting. She was more than her mother's daughter; she was a witch and she had powers. Powers that could help us.

Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock. Mother’s message was particularly relevant today, as my age now permitted me entry. Her second message was not to take unnecessary risks on the ice peaks I planned to climb, a message she knew I always ignored. The third was one I had received continually since my early childhood: “Skye, do not, under any circumstances, exercise your powers and bring attention to yourself.” I had asked why many times, only to receive the same answer. “Because I forbid it.” Or, as I grew older, “Because we have a special ability that can be dangerous and must be concealed.”

She said, batting her eyes at me. "No love," I said, feeling proud that she stood up for me and was on my side, even though I was completely in the wrong. ... "Alec I want to try that," Skye pointed at the tall ride where it launches the passengers high above in the sky. "What? No, I think we should just skip it and get some lunch," I said, masking the fact that I'm not really comfortable with the idea of being launched high above the ground. "But I want to try it,"