Scout Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

"Kyra, look." One of their scouts was leading a patrol that was coming out of the jungle ahead. The scout walked up, his expression serious. "Alpha Kyra, Alpha Damon," was his greeting to them. "We've found something you need to see." The scout led them to a clearing further into the forest, and they followed him.

Make decisions and deal with the outcome that plays out. Sierra and I walk into the training grounds surrounded by a bunch of our peers. Delta Kyle is at the front of the group ready to give instructions. “We are going to be pairing you up with a current patrol warrior. This will allow us to give our warriors much needed rest and you all a chance to learn tracking and surveillance skills. For those of you still in school, we have done our best to not interfere with that, but you may need to arrive late or leave early. We have already spoken to your teachers if that is the case and only those who are excelling in their studies will get that privilege. Patrol is not an excuse to be lazy,

"Tell me exactly what happened." The scout swallowed painfully. "We were patrolling the eastern timber routes." His breathing shook. "There were six of us." Damon finally spoke. His voice sounded strange. Too calm. Dangerously calm. "Where was Ethan?" The scout looked at him. "With us." Ethan Cross. Seventeen years old. Tall. Stubborn. Smart enough to be useful. Young enough to think he was invincible. The scout wiped blood from his mouth. "We found signs of movement near the ridge."

A lot of the men went out to the backyard to hang out with dad. Malcolm stood up and continued to ask, "Is everyone ready for this meeting to start since we have finally gotten done eating?" Much to my dismay I was not excused from this meeting like usually am and I'm not to happy about it. "We have had small scouting troops scouting out the different packs around us and to see what laws they have in their different packs. We have found one that does not go by the old ways when it comes to pack laws."

I forced my expression neutral. I needed to tell him. Later. Alone. “Darian?” I looked at Talia. “I'm fine.” She clearly didn't believe me. My father studied me for another second before turning back to Talia. “Your scouts need to be careful near the eastern border.” Her amusement disappeared. “Why?” “We lost another wolf yesterday.” Talia went completely still. “Who?” "Patrick. From the furthest eastern patrol.” The color drained from Talia’s face. Patrick was a seasoned scout.

he says as he starts the tv and we sit together to watch paw patrol for the sixth night in a row. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

He thought being born in such a luscious continent after the war was a privilege for him to take his first breath and fresh air had greeted his infant lungs, and yet here the air had smelled pure, untainted. Taking a step forward he had almost tripped and had caught himself, uprighting himself from the tree. His hand had grazed a large and deep set of claws that was so severe it had passed through the sides. He froze. “My High Rank! Are you alright?” The Scout asked as he tried to catch up with him. Stating the good news he said. “Sir we found the Scouts trail, and it seems the soil here is rich…” “Where are they?!” He frantically yelled.

Scout licked his cheek again, and he managed a wobbly smile. I straightened and turned back to the handler. "We're done here." As we walked back to the car, Leo held Scout's leash tightly, and she trotted beside him, tail wagging. She looked calm, unbothered, maybe even a little smug. Mr Vance spoke quietly as we reached the vehicle. "She may not be a guard dog, sir. But her loyalty to the boy is unmistakable." And that, apparently, was going to be enough.

There were far more important things that he and Bert had to deal with back here. Crossing the border, I felt the wind howling. I led the squad forward, followed closely by the rest. No one knew what was in store for us. But we would not cower. Suddenly we spotted the rogue killing our cow. We rushed forward and tried to take it down. In the tense chase and fierce fit, I saw the courage and unity of our pack members. Inspired by them, I became even more valiant, determined to eliminate this threat to my pack. Finally, we arrested the rogue and sent him for trial.

Shadow's POV: continued I could feel her pain through our bond, I appreciated her for throwing herself in front of Shawna. Scarlett saved her life, I just hoped that Shawna was able to see that as a step in the right direction. Hearing Kaos cry out snapped me out of my thoughts. I moved and placed Scarlett gently on the seat careful not to touch her back. “Shadow, where are you going?” “I'm going to help with the pups, it's their feeding time and Shawna hasn't done this yet. I'm going to go help her and I'll be right back.” I said, walking away ignoring, Scarlett's protest.