Paw Patrol Snow Pup Novels & Stories

They picked up snow and started playing with it, throwing it here and there like fireballs. One of the pups made a snowman and put his hat on the head and his muffler curled around its neck. Then made its eyes by inserting marbles on its face. It was a beautiful creation. I watched on in elation. I saw another pup seem tired of playing, but it huddled some more snow and made a painting of the scenery. Ha!-ha!, Er! I was wondering how it regained its strength. Suddenly the fog started clearing in the sky. It became warm and pups shivering with cold welcomed the sun.

Canines clash, claws slash through the air, and guttural growls echo off the walls. My heart becomes rowdier as Snow grapples with her opponent, our determination burning bright. The surge of power that comes with my transformation escalates. Squall continues to fight fiercely beside Snow. He, with a powerful swipe of his claws, incapacitates one of the attackers, leaving the enemy whimpering on the floor. Meanwhile, Snow gains the upper hand against the brown wolf, her teeth sinking into her enemy’s shoulder.

He said to himself and walked straight ahead, cursing some more at the cold, the large expanse of snowy plains and most especially, the white-furred baboons that chose to be on the route he was given. Jim walked on for some couple hours. The temperature dropped continuously and it was becoming increasingly painful and stressful to walk on, but Jim persevered. As the snow crunched beneath his feet, he heard a low growl. Quickly, he went flat on his stomach as he tried to look around him while making the tiniest noise possible. Just as he tilted his head a little to his right, a couple kilometers away, he saw a big white furred mammal walking slowly as if hunting, it's back turned on Jim. Jim

We walk step in step getting closer to the center until the whimper becomes a soft squeaky whine. There is a small white wolf pup lying on a perfectly circular stone, four inches thick. The wolf pup slowly lifts its artic white head and the sunlight filters through its light pink filled ears from behind. “Aww!” Bending over, I tap the ground in front of me and watch the pup stumble on its wobbly legs and manage to get to me, whining all the way. King Harvey intercepts the pup with one scoop of his massive hand and howls at it. The wolf pup’s ears go back as he listens, then he howls back to the best his little voice box allows. It is only two little pathetic faltering howls, but he smiles at

To be precise, it was more appropriate to say that it waddling its way towards them, instead of walking. The way it walks was reminiscent of a penguin. It was moving in a seemingly back-and-forth motion that it almost takes them forever just to wait and see what exactly is the owner of that familiar voice and weird shadow. But when they finally met who it was, Audrey and Nero were both dumbfounded to what they see. Their lower jaw almost fell to the ground from shock because standing before them is no other than, the fluffy white, baby snow dragon that they had met before in the crystal cavern of the Viridescent Valley. The tiny creature became fluffier and more adorable than it already was

My legs were twisted, crushed under the weight of the snow. Shawn collapsed as he finally saw my corpse. The tool clattered to the ground. He stared blankly at my corpse as he shook his head vehemently.

I got to the throne room, and I sighed, looking at Asher. “We have been waiting for you,” he said, walking towards me. “Sorry, I ran into a minor mishap,” I said. “Are you okay?” he asked, looking over my body. I chuckled. “I am fine,” I said. “Okay, let’s go,‘’ he said, calling Snow. Well, Snow is Sky’s daughter, I know. Very ironic. That damn hellhound has been getting freaky, and we all had no idea it was Zira who found out and told us. Now we have plenty of hellhounds, as Sky and his wife, as we call her, won’t stop having more puppies. But it is not a bad thing; they are all cute. Archie and Dean got one hellhound, and the rest are here, but Snow is my favourite, and I named her persona

"Push, Queen! Rip me apart! I don't give a shit about anything except you and these pups!" Her scream tore through the night as she pushed with everything she had left, and I felt the first Titan pup slide into the freezing air. There was no cry, no wail of a newborn entering the world. The snow around us instantly vaporized into steam, and when I dared to look down, I saw the pup covered in dark crimson magic, its tiny eyes snapping open. Glowing, sociopathic red. Just like us. "Holy shit," Vane breathed, dropping a dead guard and staring down at the three glowing pups in the snow. His chest heaved, blood dripping from his claws, but his expression was pure, unhinged wonder. "They look just

Chapter 1. -Tatiana’s Pov- It was early morning when I found myself running down the stairs at the speed of lightning. I was being chased by the alpha of my pack. He has been my emotional abuser ever since my parents died when I was eleven years old. Alpha Alexzander Snow was sixteen. it was at that age that our parents were out by the hills having a picnic together our parents were the best of friends his father and my mother were like two peas in a pod they did everything together and when they both found their mates the best friends of two became best friends of four.

She grabbed Bailey's finger and giggled at her and I felt my heart melt. Suddenly she sneezed and there was a gasp in the crowd. I looked down and was now holding a black wolf pup with beautiful golden eyes. She had shifted for the first time and was a stunning replica of Zane. I was proud to have her. I was proud to have Bailey. Truly, everything was perfect.