Skye Paw Patrol Fan Art Novels & Stories

Miss Penny gestured to Skye and asked her to introduce herself. "My name is Skye, Skye Milano. I am a 17 year old Taurus and witch. I love dancing and baking." At the end of her introduction, Skye was ushered to a seat behind Olive and Jessie. Olive, on the other hand, was ordered to show the new girl around the school. The minute Skye sat down, Jessie felt a cold chill run down her spine. She felt like she was a rabbit being watched by a predator that could gobble her up at any moment.

Skye let through a little bit more of her power. “Showoff,” I teased her via link. “If you’ve got it...” she trailed off in a giggle. “She’s a white wolf.” “There’s never been a white wolf before.” “She must be the Moon Goddess’ daughter.” “She’s powerful.” “She’s beautiful.” These are the comments that were going around as Skye approached Darrin. As a wolf, she was still taller than the guy as she looked down at him, daring him to say anything else. He gulped and stepped back, almost falling over. I was still watching her when a little boy tugged at my leg.

Gemma unpacked everything and looked around. Skye immediately started running to the rock-pools and waved her arms excitedly to get Gemma's attention. "Mommy, Mommy, come and look! There're fish and sea-stars here! Uncle Grant, come and look! It's so beautiful!" Skye started bubbling as Gemma and Grant walked over to her. Gemma has the strong urge to take his hand but decided against it.

I added Skye sighs and gave an earpiece. I looked at her confused but she didn't bother explaining. Skye stood there and changes her form into someone else. I watched as Skye's skin started to look like a reptile's. She started to grow scales where she previously had none. Her skin turned green and soon she begins to look like the librarian. She chuckles, "How'd I do?" "You look exactly like the librarian." I muttered in awe "Thanks. It's the first time I'm copying her so... wish me luck."

Now go" Skyler watched the wolf as he took off into the woods. 30 minutes later the boy came running back with his eyes glistening with excitement. He jumped on skyler and spouted some funny stuff that made Skyler chuckle. He was adorable and Skyler hoped to have pups as cute as him one day. His mate was banshee so he was going to have both little pups and little wailing faeries. The thought of having a small version of Clara brought a brighter smile to his lips.

Hayden POV I walked back to the parking lot in the school building and got into my car then drove straight to my pack. Coming to a halt at the border of my pack territory, I stared at Rayana and Skye who walked out of the forest. "Hey, durling bro!" Rayana waved at me smiling when I got out of my car. I walked up to them and glared at Skye. "I thought Rayana was restricted from leaving the pack territory. Why did you snick her out, Skye…?"

He sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. “Sorry…was staring off.” Sky turned around and smirked. “You like my new art?” I looked up at the set of four picture frames on the wall. My eyes widened. “That’s…those are…” Sky rested her chin on her hand as she leaned forward on the island. “Yeah. My favorites after going through all your books. Honestly, they make a great set. You could easily sell them. Though, the fact that I’m the only one who has these is kind of special.”

"Just handling some business, little lion." "Mommy lost her bracelet. Do you know where it is, so I can put it back on her?" Sienna holds her face. "My baby, you're so sweet. But I want a new one. One that we can make together. How does that sound?" Her eyes light up immediately. "Together?" "Together." "Okay!" Skye grabs Sienna's hand and starts pulling her toward the table. “Come on, Mommy. I have to show you my painting. I'm really good now. Ms. Rachel said I'm the third best in class!"

“Thank you, Emma.” The other cubs crowded around, not wanting to be left out. Each one had their own masterpiece to share. Tommy had drawn me training with the young warriors, complete with little speech bubbles saying “Be stronger!” and “You can do it!” Lisa's picture showed the whole pack running together under a full moon. And little Max, only four years old, had created what he proudly declared was just me, Kane, and Zane smiling — though it mostly looked like three happy blobs. Emma watched from the doorway, her eyes soft. More footsteps approached, and the Beta pair appeared with fresh clothes and… was that chocolate chip pancakes?

“The Tree of Voices.” Skye smiled. “Will you add yours?” Marla dipped her brush in yellow paint. “Already did.”