Paw Patrol Wally Walrus Novels & Stories

Calvin commanded and then cut the mindlink off. Waverly locked eyes with a red wolf. She stood there glaring at them. She wondered why they were all in wolf form. Waverly stood just on the other side of the fence, her hands in fist by her side as she squared off the red wolf who. Behind the red wolf were six dark brown wolves waiting on the red ones commands. The red wolf nodded to one of the brown wolves who ran full force into the fence. The jolt of electricity sent the brown wolf flying backwards. “Holy shit.” Waverly yelled, shielding her eyes.

Tilly's warning words echo in my mind. Swallowing, I blink awake. Above me lurks a man with a gleaming smile, far too bright with far too many teeth. "Everything is fine." I lie as Wally's face comes into focus. "Just peachy." "Good," he nods, satisfied. "I'd hate for you to be uncomfortable. I have a surprise for you," he holds out a hand. "It'll be a fun little break. Wanna take a ride?"

She groaned as she lay there, her eyes closed and not even having the strength to check her phone. Whoosh! After surveying the new surroundings, Wally reared up on the couch, his front paws holding him steady as he nuzzled Renee's leg. "What is it?" Renee opened her eyes while reaching out to pat the corgi's head. Wally quickly sprang away, breaking off into a dash. When it soon returned, it had its usual metal bowl in his mouth and dropped it on the floor with a loud clang. Even as it put its little paws in the bowl, Renee sat up in realization.