Show Me A Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

--- Rage followed Rex on his first patrol into the North. The grey wolf was too old to run much anymore. But its grandson, the small grey wolf Sylvan had brought back from the forest, was already grown. Rage had named him Firepaw—for the patch of dark red fur on his right front paw. He walked behind Rex with Firepaw at his side, across the ice plains for a whole day. When he returned, his boots were covered in frozen soil and ice chips. He ran to Luna and held up the small handful of thistle root tendrils clutched in his fist for her to see.

The little girls inquisitive nature had made her stop to investigate a noise she had heard, it was a deer caught in a fence, she had approached it fearlessly and carefully freed its entangled antlers. It should have been dangerous, the deer was much bigger than the little girl and one sweep of those powerful antlers would have ended her life but it had stilled the moment she spoke to it. Her soft voice calmed the creature as she explained what she was going to do to free him, her small hands working quickly to let him go smiling widelt and clapping her hands when he bounded off into the woods. When he had approached with his Patrollers she should have been terrified, four huge

ELARIAN I'll never forget the sound of Aero's voice, low and menacing, as he growled, "Let. Her. Go." I was tied to a chair, helpless, as Xavier held me hostage right in front of him with his claws aimed directly at my throat. His heartbeat reeked of blood and death, causing my stomach to turn in disgust and fear. His claws trailed my bare skin, and my body trembled in fear. Aero rushed forward with such speed that I had never seen before or thought possible, his eyes blazing with fury. Xavier sneered, baring his razor-sharp canine teeth. Aero's gaze locked onto mine, and for a fleeting moment, I saw a glimmer of reassurance.

Sitting on the soft carpet on the floor, Exequiel let his back touch the ground. "Hah, that was wild." He laughed while catching his breath. On the other hand,. Scott didn't have any choice but to wear white pajamas with black dots that resembled a Dalmatian dog. To summarize it, Patrish is the panda, Hera is the tiger, Kianna is the sheep, Scott is the dog, Warren is the fox, Kyler is the bunny, and lastly, Exequiel is the green dinosaur. "Who came up with this lame idea?"

Mike nods at me and we leave the building together. Zeus and I are both excited to get to Patty’s to see our girls. I feel like I am speeding like a mad man but only crawling like a turtle. It seems like it takes forever to get there. Finally I pull up to Patty’s. The diner is packed, and I see Patty inside hustling about. I look into the surrounding trees and see the glowing eyes of several of my pack members, in wolf form, patrolling the space to protect their Luna.

Waylon continued to whisper sweet, encouraging words to me as I embraced the pain. "You're doing great, pussy cat. Keep going. Show us your wolf. We've been waiting to meet her for so long. You can do it... yes, that's my girl. Patrick's wolf is watching you so intently. He can't wait to chase your wolf, play with her and mate with her. You're his baby girl and my pussy cat. I know you can do this. We're so proud of you..."

I keep looking forward; I must keep moving forward. We are greeted with a paralyzing scene. I see wolves I've never seen before. They have all the Omegas and pups corralled in the corner. They have silver weapons, and the Omegas are trying to shield the pups. The worst part was in the middle of the room, huddled together are the ranked pups, and the wolf who is hoovering over them is none other than Tate Cozad.

Chapter 17 – Tackled and Loved Upon reaching the training field, I stand off to the side, watching as Miles and Lease work on demonstrating group tactics to Forest Paw. Some of Blood Moon’s newer wolves play the role of enemy, as they demonstrate a five-on-two scenario. Pride swells inside me at the ones I call my family when the demonstration ends, and everyone splits off, putting the lesson into practice. Miles sees me, motioning for the Blood Moon wolves to continue training Forest Paw as the two come up to talk to us.

I know she is still only a child of ten. We then hear a commotion outside, followed by a lot of yelling. We get up and run down the stairs to find out what is going on. When we reach the door to the back garden, we see a beautiful red wolf crouched and growling at some of the new guards, who are hissing and getting ready to attack. I yell "STAND DOWN!!!" just as two familiar males walk out of the woods. "Patrick! Ethan! Welcome back! Is it Sera or Lilith?"

Cherry Now I was alone in the deep forest, scanning through the surroundings in concentration. Just as I was running out of patience after hours-long search, Fern's faint voice ringed in my ears. "Mommy...I want my mommy..." That was my pup! My wolf got excited and sprinted to the source of Fern's cries. “Fern! Mommy's here for you!” My wolf and I roared as Fern's voice became clearer and clearer, until my feet stopped in front of a cabin.