Ryder Paw Patrol Age Novels & Stories

In fact, Theo helps cultivate their talents, working with specialists in every field to develop lesson plans and training that will help promote and possibly grow these talents. “Theo are you sure that there are three new ones, and in the younger class at that?” I can not help but be skeptical. With the wolves we have discovered in the past, they were all above puberty and had already gone through with their first shift. Our younger class pups are between five and nine years old, too young to have gone through with their first shift.

Cassidy arched her brow, the corner of her lips turning upwards. "Yes, he is my son. The oldest at twenty-five, Ethan is eighteen, and Poppy here is fifteen, but You've met her already. She hasn't stopped gushing over the fact that she got to meet you since she visited last month." "Mommmm." Poppy groaned, her cheeks turning pink. "Oh, sorry, sweetie, did I embarrass you?" She laughed. I gave Poppy a little nudge and then a wink earning a smile in return. "Okay, not to sound rude or anything. But how old are you? Do werewolves not age or something because you look like your my age, and I'm twenty-six." Tyler and Cassidy let out a laugh.

Elder Joseph looked at Elder Panton, who had a scowl on his face. “No, she doesn't!” Elder Panton raised his voice. “You told them everything about that girl, Alpha Xavier. But I think that you forgot a tiny little detail.” He smirked. “Her wolf is a pup,” he announced, looking at the rest of the elders. “Isn't it, Alpha Xavier?” He raised one of his eyebrows. “How can we have a pup leading our pack?” “What do you mean by that, Elder Panton? How is it possible that an 18-year-old’s wolf is a pup?” Elder Barnaby looked genuinely confused.

Avery announces, putting her shoulders back, and placing her hands behind her back. "Today, we'll be doing some combat training. I think we'll start in the cage," she muses and sees a hand raise. "Sorry, Deputy Alpha Wilcott, but Alpha Lancaster doesn't allow us to practice in the cage until we're sixteen," one girl whispers, looking particularly scared of Avery's reaction. "Well, that's where Alpha Lancaster-" She almost sneers his name, completely unimpressed with his training practices, "is wrong. We train our pups in the cage from nine years of age, or as soon as they shift if that is before nine."

They sprinted into the woods. I took the responsibility for the pups who shifted recently. We shouldn't let the pups wander in the forest. So, I took all the less than twelve years old pups to the forest in human form. It's hard to handle kids. They were almost 50. Once we reached a clearing I ordered them to stand in line by their age. "Shift", I ordered the older kids. They shifted with ease. It's a little hard for pups less than 8 years old. "Shift", I ordered to the next line. Before they shift I heard a loud howl from distance. After that, I heard a few more. Somewhere near our pack borders

Ryder noticed that Ava look troubled. "What is the problem? I thought you would be happy that I brought you here to shift. I just realized that since you came here, you haven't shifted, your wolf must be feeling so cranky." "Do I really need to shift now?" Ava asked in a worried tone. "That's why I drove us here, I wanted to run with you." Ryder told her. "I can't shift Ryder, I have never shifted." "All wolves shift at puberty, the earliest age is Thirteen and the latest is Sixteen. I have never heard of any werewolf as old as you not shifting." Ryder said.

“They did. You don’t want to ever underestimate those two. Quirin has trained them together and my brother Wade calls them the Double K Triple Threat. My father and Wade both spar with them. And now, Piper, she’s sort of a sister-in-law who is on Delta Squad, spars with them. So even though they’re young, they are great fighters. We stop at a light and Riley turns to give his mate the full force of his gaze. “Fine. You can start training our pups,” she concedes. “Finally!” he says, turning back to the road. “How old are they?” Wendy asks. “They’re three and four,” Courtney says as Riley waves at the gate guard and we begin driving onto his pack lands. “Wow! Your pack lands are beautiful, Alp

My father's and Grandfather's wolves both appeared before they were 10, even though most do not see their wolves until 13 or older. "I don't trust this," my hackles rise. "Tell Percy to lock the doors to the Den and to not let ANYONE in for any reason until he hears our secret knock." Percival is my Gamma. He's bigger than the rest of us, built strong and sturdy, a perfect general. At 10 years old he is the size of a normal 13-year-old.

...Unknown POV... This was my first time running patrols. Wolves are not allowed to join the patrols until the age of sixteen. However, being the alpha’s son, my father trained me harder than any other pack wolf. He was still leery taking me out on patrols, but I convinced him otherwise. Something inside me was itching for me to join them. My dad enjoyed my eagerness to take up the responsibilities of the pack. So while he was concerned about me joining the patrols, he quickly gave in to my request.