Paw Patrol Tuck 소설 & 이야기

I hear a low hissing sound from Kattie. Tjeck removes his hand, looking at us, and suddenly appears like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. I mean, PJ is right; he does look absolutely sexy with his hair all tousled and a sleepy expression, but you don’t say that out loud… not in front of Kattie. "Oh, hi PJ. Are you here?" "As you can see, yes I am, and I’m back to stay," PJ says, a sly smile spreading on her lips.

“There are… so many of them.” He smirked, squeezing back. “Apparently cat-shifters sell.” A group of girls waved from the front row, one of them holding a plush orange kitten. Another wore a shirt that said Team Feral Love. I burst out laughing, nerves melting just a little. Goose’s smug face stared at me from a life-sized cardboard cutout propped beside the table, complete with a sparkly collar tag that read Official Purrspiration. I pointed at it, turning to Ace. “Did you do this?”

Tucker had sneaked out at some point. In the dim light, Wilmot was crouching, playing with Tucker. The man, who hardly spoke a word a day, had a soft expression on his face, holding a dog toy in his hand. The man and the dog were having a great time. Tabitha thought of a phrase, "In me the tiger sniffs the rose." Such a rough man actually had such a gentle side. At first glance, his crouching figure reminded Tabitha of Derek.

'When you were normal, I hope you had love. We launch at the same time. Paws meet and claws interlock. He's quick to snap at my face. I dodge by a hair, putting in as much force as I could to push him back from me. He goes for my shoulder instead, biting into the flesh until his teeth puncture my skin. Blood begins to flow as pain strikes me. I push him back further until he topples to his back. My paw quickly goes to his chest.

Third Person's POV Timothy whimpers as Colton changes his bandages on his fingers. "I'm sorry baby. Just one more." Colton said, then kissed his hands after he was done. Timothy blushed then climbed into Colton's lap and nuzzled his neck. Colton smiles at the beautiful sound of his purr. Goosebumps spread across Colton's skin as Timothy's tail slips under his shirt while wrapping around his waist.

Tazz cut her mid sentence and stretched his hand to take the documents from where she had slammed them , then his look changed, like he just realised something as he looked up at her. Remember Tom & Jerry again.... grin ! All Hearts !

Patch immediately raised his skull proudly into the air, trotting a sequence of exaggerated steps to deliberately force the titanium plates to clang loudly against the stone flooring. "I was analyzing why his wolf was parading around the stalls with such immense pride," Sebastian laughed softly, the sound low and rumbling. "He is actively showing off the new metalwork." I couldn't prevent a genuine smile from softening my lips as I reached out to stroke Patch's thick mane. "During the previous winter solstice, he was flagrantly flaunting that customized hair clip Isabella ordered for the pack parade. He operates exactly like a human child—he simply lacks the vocal cords to articulate his arr

“Mr. Alpha! Sir!” Turning, I smiled as a young pup raced over to me. His mother was chasing after her, admonishing him as he ran straight for me. I hadn’t seen them, but it looked like they had their own car and packed up their things. The young pup was clutching a small stuffed wolf to his chest. Squatting down, I put my hand up to stop one of the warrior from intercepting him. He breathed heavily as he got to me. He was maybe seven or eight.

“Positive.” I grin. “Alright. Don’t start crying when I embarrass you.” A chorus of oohhhhs comes from the kids around us, and Kade groans, rubbing a hand over his face. “Rook, if you don’t shut the fuck up...” I lunge. Stick slapping against the pavement, I steal the puck before he even finishes his sentence, shoving past him as one of the kids on my team cheers in the background. “HEY!” Kade shouts, whipping around after me.

He shook out his hand, looking up at me with sharp eyes, the color of coffee with just a hint of cream. Brown eyes similar to Patti's. "Are you alright?" He asked, his voice low and just a little raspy. "I- yes, thank you." I stuttered out, feeling my face warm. "We're... maybe a little shaken up and oh goddess." "He's your boss?" he asked. "Yes... he used to be." I looked at my boss, who had passed out on the ground, knowing that this job was done for. Patti had a rare condition which made transforming into her human form very difficult. She hadn't been able to transform into her human form at all until after she turned three. She was weak, and transforming sapped her limited energy.