HEY GUYS! This is gonna be my first time ever posting a PAW Patrol fanfic.
Actually, this will be my second time posting anything at all on this site.
I'm not what you might call a good author. In fact, I 'm not even someone you might call a half-decent author. But I've got a glimmer of a story in my mind, and all it took was for me to have the guts to actually type it down and post it. Any criticism is welcome and I wanna know how I could improve my writing.
Thanks for reading this short ramble. Now on with the story.
Inside a cold shack within the deepest parts of Jake's mountain, a young wolf cub groaned in frustration as he stared at the endless stream of data that was displayed on the screen in front of him.
"It's just doesn't make any sense!" he pounded at the desk with his paw, causing a small quake in the room.
The wolf looked again at the tablet on the broken desk, the electronic device very obviously out of place being the only item in the shack not withered and broken to some extent. It was…a gift, and that's all the wolf has ever felt comfortable telling anyone.
"Where are you hiding…" the cub murmured.
A few lines appeared in the terminal, which seemingly had typed itself. The wolf, however, did not seem concerned.
A website popped up on the screen, an impossible display seeing as there is no line anywhere on Jake's mountain, much less in an obscure shack deep within it. It was a Wikipedia page about a small town nearby.
"Adventure bay…" the wolf said, still deep in thought. "I wonder…"
A few lines typed themselves into the terminal once again. This time, a few news reports popped into view, revealing a team of rescue dogs and their various exploits. Though they seem like very capable canines, the wolf noticed that the rescue dogs in question are indeed pups, no more than a year old. He felt respect for them. After all, the wolf knew how hard it is to achieve anything somewhat significant at a young age, with all the 'adults' not recognizing talents of 'children' simply because they're too young.
Upon closer inspection, the wolf identified their respective species. At the front, most likely their leader was a German Shepherd, and at his side stood a white dog with black dots, a Dalmatian most likely. He could also identify a Cockapoo, an English Bulldog, a Chocolate Labrador, and one other he couldn't identify, a mixed breed maybe?
Regardless, they were his best shot. The wolf grinned in anticipation, though his canine nature made it look more like a snarl. It's been such a long time since he faced something unknown.
The young wolf couldn't wait.