AN This is written in the form of an anthro.

"Why did he do it? What caused this up to get to the point of no return." I step into his room and notice the pups diary sitting on the end table. I picked it up and began to read the enlisted entries that were written in a language that only me and him understood. I hopped up on the bed flipping through some pages, my eyes never leaving the brown leather book. It all confused me as memories began to link up with different notes. I took a deep breath in and closed the book.

"I need to start from the beginning." I opened to page one and dove deep into the life of my friend.

Dear Diary, It's very nice to meet you. I suppose I should give you a name but I'll probably end up calling you Diary anyhow. LOL. Ryder said that you'd be a good tool to have to help deal with my sadness. I'm not always the happiest person inside and that often leads to uncontrollable anger and dark thoughts. This is my second week in this little band called the Paw Patrol and I've made a friend if you could believe it. His name is Chase. I don't know why but he changes my mood almost instantly. All he has to do is touch my soft fur, say my name, look into my eyes. He really is a good friend. Maybe more… I got to go now Ryder is calling. Please don't tell anyone about our secret. I'll talk to you later.

I sighed, this pup had such a personality. I felt the tears well at my eyes, making them shiny and pink. I dipped my head, shaking it back and forth quickly, squeezing my eyes shut, laying my ears back against my skull

Dear Diary. It's been awhile but I only like to talk to you when I feel the need to. You don't seem to mind too much anyhow. Today we've added another member to our group. He's a little bigger than me and very attention-seeking. His name is Zuma, what kind of a name is that any how, and he's a chocolate lab. We were all playing tag when Chase became 'it'. It all but killed me when he targeted Zuma. I literally ran in front of him trying to gain his attention but he just gracefully leapt over me and continued his pursuit on the chocolate lab. I took off to my room to talk to you. You really make me feel a lot better. They probably don't even notice I'm missing. I talked to Ryder and he says that it's normal for me to be a little jealous over the new pup but that mine and Chase's friendship would stay the same. I disagree.

I looked up remembering the day that Zuma joined our group. My ears began twitching as guilt flooded my mind, while I began the next entry.

Dear Diary. Me and Chase got into a fight today. Zuma and him were playing ball in the yard and I ran out of patience. Chase hadn't played with me in days. Heck, outside of missions, he didn't even speak to me. I walked up to them casually and asked if I could play. Zuma instantly said yes, happy to have another pup to play with, But at the same time, Chase said no. I could barely hold it in as I calmly asked him to repeat himself. A cold no is all I got in response. Apparently he was 'too busy playing with his friend' to bother with 'interruptions like me' who are 'unable to walk straight'. I lept at him clamping around his throat. Like I said before, I have issues dealing with my anger. I probably would have killed him if Zuma didn't enter the scene. He pushed me off the brown german shepherd and pinned me to the pavement. I quivered as tears fell down my face. I squirmed underneath the lab, teeth bared, trying to bite the german shepherd who just sat there dumbfounded. Ryder came out and sent me to my room to calm down. You really helped.

I took a deep breath in. I had never been so terrified in my life. Not even the recent events amount to the fear I felt that day the feeling of thinking that I was honestly gonna die.

Dear Diary, You'll never guess what happened today! We got a new member added to the group. At first I was a little cautious at taking this mix breed in because of what happened with Zuma and Chase, but it's odd. I tried making a friendship with him but he didn't seem to care too much about me he just kept asking about 'the brown pup that was hanging around.' Realizing that he might be able to take Zuma away from Chase brought me no greater joy. I know I probably shouldn't be doing this but let's not look at it like a distraction for Zuma. Instead let's think of it as me welcoming another pup into the Paw Patrol. Have Chase to myself is just one of the benefits. And there he is now, calling my name. I half want to ignore him, want to make him feel the pain I feel but I don't want to lose him again. See you soon.

I squinted, thinking about what I read, realizing the life this pup lead was literally just to be with me.

Dear Diary. I just had the most amazing day! I actually got to spend more than ten minutes with Chase. He told me that he was sorry for treating me the way he did. He wants to be friends again! I'm thrilled. There's nothing that I want more than to be with Chase.

I sighed and shook the tears away once more, almost shutting the book until the fancy writing on the next page caught my eye.

Dear Diary, Today is my twelfth birthday. I spent a lot of the time next to Chase but for some reason, he was a little extra touchy today. Tonight me and Chase are camping out together in the Lookout. I just came in here to grab my sleeping bag. I promise I'm gonna give you a name one day.

Dear Diary. I just had the best night in the world. Me and Chase played games and talked for a lot of the night but after a couple hours, we both drifted off to sleep. I woke up to movement as cold hit my body. My eyes peeled open and met a greyed-out brown face, and glowing amber eyes. "You're shivering." He told me simply, as he climbed into my sleeping bag beside me. I moved closer to him, letting my fur come into contact with his. I smiled as the bigger dog held me comfortably, having to curl in my sleeping bag, due to him being big for his age and me being small for mine.

Half way through the night, I woke up as a steady beating entered my head, pounding throughout my body, giving me a feeling of rest and comfort. My ears twitched as wetness touched my back while I nuzzled into the softness on my right, taking a deep breath through the nose. The scent that filled my nose was hypnotizing; holding the smell of sweat, fur, shampoo, food, and musk. I opened my mouth, taking a deep breath in letting the flavor rest on my tongue when I felt the warmth beside me shift to on top of me, sending chills up my spine.

I lifted my head and felt wetness touching my damp nose. I smiled and opened my mouth, turning my head, licking at his neck, skin covered in fur. I felt a the skin on his throat pull tight as a solid bump came out, vibrating as it held Chase's deep growls, light breaths, and soft moans. I felt the heat rise of off my back as his muzzle connected with mine. I rolled onto my back and gave him another kiss as pleasure rolled through me and into my member, causing it to poke out of it sheath under my red shorts. Chase didn't mind as he stood over me on his hands and knees, dominating me, making sure I was his. He rubbed his brown, soft head against my rough/short-furred chest, sending my fur the opposite way it was meant to sit. He laid down on my chest, his head rising and falling with my breaths, his eyes closing, hiding his amber hues. I smiled feeling his body go limp a top mine, as I closed my eyes again, sleep overwhelming me again.

I woke up laying on my side with Chase at my back, his arms wrapped around my stomach, something poking into my lower region. I reached down, touching his fully hard penis as it poked at my lower region through his clothes. I rubbed his tip against the palm of my paw-hand feeling him shiver in his sleep behind me, full of pleasure and lust. I rolled myself over and slid my paws across his shirt down to the bottom seam, pushing my hands across his stomach, feeling his soft, matted fur rub between my fingers, all the way up to his chest, as his firm muscles flexed beneath my touch. Lifting his shirt up, I felt him shiver as the cool air pressed against his body, his fur tingling, as his head gave a little shake. With some struggle, I began to pull the smooth fabric up over his head, fully revealing his tan chest, as I snuggled into the warm shapes of his body, causing him to let off a moan in the night, while I rubbed each and every crevice, leaving nothing untouched by my white spotted paw.

I soon slid my hands off of his body and placed a paw on my stomach, sliding down to meet the brim of my shorts, as a thousand thoughts charged through my head, all wanting to be made known. 'Would Chase like it? What would Ryder think? Would it scare Chase? Did he know what I was about to do? Will Chase still like me?' All these thoughts diminished when I felt another paw touch mine, sending heat through my arm and into my chest, making my heart run like a marathon. I looked up and saw Chase staring at me, throwing me a look of knowingness and approval, as he slid my hand down into my shorts, as my adamance poked out of its sheath. He let go of my hand and wrapped his middle finger and thumb around my pink tip, sliding down his hand came into contact with the edge of my sheath as he slid it down and off of my hardening schlong, forcing a moan out of me as I quivered at the touch of his cool paws against my warmth.

He placed a paw on my hand, as it sat under the band of my shorts, and moved it to his navel, sliding it down, the tips of my fingers sliding in. I wrapped my fingers around his hard prick, feeling it flex at my touch, His paw drew out of his shorts and around the band of mine, fur touching fur, pulling my pants down to my ankles, almost squealing in delight as i groped him a little harder, rubbing up and down across his pinkness, my shorts came fully off, getting lost somewhere under the sleeping bag. I pulled his pants down, in return, the feeling of undressing him, running through me like a hurricane, making my penis go alittle longer, a little harder. Both of us being naked, Chase pulled my closer to him, our erections touching, sending my and Chase higher than we ever thought we could go. I felt a bulging in my chest as cried out, releasing something wet all over him, as he released on me, the pleasure overwhelming me, I passed out.

I woke up the next morning on my back next to Chase, smiling I cuddled into him, closing my eyes again when I found myself mid air. I cried out as my naked body hit the cold, concrete floor, pain shooting through my body. Confused and hurt, both physically and emotionally, I sat up shaking, my tail between my legs, asking him what it was I did wrong. He just stood up, got dressed and walked away, his face wearing a sad and disappointed look, leaving me in a pile of unanswered questions as he locked his room door behind him. All I can do now is cry, I don't even know why though, I wasn't majorly hurt, but I am confused, crying or confusion is stupid though. I think I have a name for you though. I'm gonna call you Geheimnis. Its German for secret. I'm sorry for dropping my cold sloppy tears on you. I'll talk to you later Geheimnis.