"Well, mates, till we meet again."
The PAW Patrol sniffled in a sad reply. Their dear friend who was also Ryder's parent's security Pup, Talon, was leaving Adventure Bay. A month ago, the bloodhound had visited the PAW Patrol and just in the nick of time to help extinguish a fire at the Lookout. Although planning to only stay for a week, Ryder hired him to replace Chase, who had been critically injured in the event, until the police Pup was fully healed. Now, the German Sheppard was nursed back to full strength. It was time for Talon to go.
"We can't thank you enough for the things you have done." Chase said, "Glad to have you serve with the PAW Patrol."
And indeed, Talon had been an invaluable aid to the team. Though formerly trained in military operations , the security Pup filled the spot of Chase quite well. Not only that, the two were built the same, with eerily similar physical resemblances, apart from Talon's more sculpt body. In addition, his childish British accent played a part in his friendliness, as well as his naïve sense of humor.
"Not only that, Talon, your equipment is so awesome!" exclaimed Rubble, who had been the biggest fan of Talon's futuristic gizmos, including a dog-portable missile launcher and several laughing gas grenades.
"I'll miss you too, mates, but before I board the train I must first dress for the job." replied Talon as he adjusted his eye-patch, "I believe all my stuff are in my Pup Pack."
"Why must you do that?" Skye yipped curiously.
"I must look like a professional security Pup, mates. It's an important part of providing top-notch security." The bloodhound then trotted off into a nearby bush, dragging his green rugged Pup-Pack behind.
"You know he could have just gone to the washroom." Marshall pointed out.
A moment later, Talon emerged again in a Homeland Security vest, sunglasses and a beige PAW Patrol beret, presenting the very best image of an formidable security Pup. He had donned on his knapsack, which was dreadfully tiny for the various tools and gadgets it contained.
"Looking dangerous, Talon." remarked Ryder with a playful smirk and scratched the bloodhound behind the ears, much to his displeasure.
Just then, the P.A system crackled to life and a monotone announcement came over, "Any passengers leaving for Eastwood must board Train 113A now, as it will leave in 3 minutes. I repeat, any passengers leaving for Eastwood must board Train 113A now, as it will leave in 3 minutes."
"Dude, isn't that your twain?" questioned Zuma.
"Yep, it is." The security Pup waved his friends one last goodbye as he hesitantly boarded the blue and yellow locomotive. "Farewell, mates!"
"Good bye Talon! We'll miss you!" the Pups cried back.