Novel & Cerita Paw Patrol Snow Pup

I watched all of it — Mommy deteriorating in the facility, Maya learning to live in a wheelchair, Dad drinking himself into an early death in some distant territory. A wolf pressed against my leg — small and old, with a white muzzle and cloudy amber eyes. Her name was Snow. She was my wolf — the one I never got to grow up with. We never even had the chance to meet. Snow looked up at me and her tail moved once, low and slow. It was time to go. I knew she was right.

Someone must have tried to attack him and he came here in search of security. "You don't have to be scared now. I will take care of you." Aurora said. "But what should I name you?" She thought about it. She looked at his fur which was white as snow. There was no spot on his fur. "Snow! I will call you snow from now." She said and a giggle escaped her lips when snow snuggled in her chest. Just then she heard three earth shattering growls which was enough to scare anyone. It made her flinch in fear and fill her heart with terror.

She squeezed Kaleb’s hand as they watched Hayzel carefully lift off the lid of the box and peer inside. “Oh, my goodness!” The little girl looked up at Kaleb. “He’s for me?” “She is. It’s a girl.” Hayzel laughed in delight then reached into the box and lifted out a golden retriever puppy. Its fur was white and soft, and Hayzel buried her face against that softness, whispering and laughing as the puppy eagerly licked her face. “Snowflake. I’m gonna name her Snowflake,” Hayzel proclaimed and laid out on the floor so her new best friend could jump all over her in wild abandon.

He looked at me, his eyes wide in shock and love and awe. He looked at the puppy in my arm and reached out to pat its big fluffy head. "What are you going to name it?" He asked, smiling down at the puppy, his face lost in caressing the puppy and patting it's head. I looked at the puppy in my hands, at the snow white fluffy fur and droopy ears. And I decided on a name. "Snow," I said, smiling at Winston. "I will call him snow." I set the puppy down on the floor, spooning left over minced meat in a little plastic for him to chomp down on.

"A celestial messenger, perhaps? Or a guardian of the moonlit secrets?" The pup, as if understanding her words, nuzzled against Georgia's hand with an affectionate whimper. Maximus, his stern expression softening, joined them, his fingers brushing the pup's fur. "An unexpected companion, but one that brings a certain charm to our moonlit gathering." As they observed the pup, a realization dawned upon them. Its fur, a blend of silver and obsidian, mirrored the colors of both their packs—Veron and Dracula. It was a living embodiment of the alliance forged under the moonlit sky.

Her body was frozen. Cassidy had fainted and she was bleeding from her nose, her ears, and to make matters worse. Our pups had shifted, and are now growling at me. Both Channing and Canis are two labradoodle height of wolves. Channing, my pup with white hair, was now a wolf with one black spot in Channing’s left eye, while his fur was fully white. When my second pup with black hair was entirely white with one white spot on Canis right eye.

“Is that why you asked him her? To sever my pack bond?” The wave of protectiveness that surged through me was almost unbearable but I nodded with a tight jaw. “Yes, kitten. This is your choice to make. Once it’s severed, you’ll be a rogue omega, until I bring you to my pack. It’d just be for a few days at most and I’ll be there to protect you.” For a long moment, Snow just stared at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Then slowly, she nodded. That unwavering trust in her eyes once again seized my heart in a vice grip.

Much to my satisfaction, Liam wasted no time and leapt into the air, reaching for his throat with his claws. Liam was fast and strong, too. He sliced through the driver's wolf's throat, and the driver's wolf fell to the ground; Liam ripped off his head to stop the man's healing chances. I could tell Liam was mad, and I felt the same way. We did not need this shit right now, but here were were. The twelve strange werewolves surrounded us, their feral eyes filled with a menacing hunger. Fear and adrenaline surged through me as I shifted into Onyx. My snow-white fur bristled with power and readiness.

As rain started to fall, I belatedly remembered how the weather forecast said it would get colder later in the night, and maybe even start to snow. Once it starts snowing in Atlanta, it never seems to stop. I used to dread winter, but Lucas would always wrap me in his coat several sizes larger than I was, keeping a warm blanket available in his car just for me. Looking back now, those moments of so-called happiness were never meant to last. As the rain poured harder, strands of hair stuck damply to my forehead, and my steps wavered almost to the point of collapse. I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh. How did my life end up like this?

He laughed to himself. There was a slight breeze in the meadow. She looked down and saw his chocolate colored fur. She snuggled into him but something was different. She looked and saw the auburn fur on her paws. She was a wolf! She closed her eyes and relaxed. She was where she belonged, and all was right with the world, for the moment.