Disclaimer: Am I supposed to do one of these? Ok, well then I don't own PAW Patrol or any of it's characters Chapter 1 -
Zuma let out a groan. He had fallen asleep during the day and hadn't been asleep all night. He glanced at the clock beside his bed. 4:15 am. Great. He thought. He stood up and walked outside and over to his water bowl. He bent down to take a drink but took a moment to observe his reflection. His eyes were red and puffy from his lack of sleep and his fur looked like he had been caught in a wind storm. He bent down to his water and lapped up every drop. Maybe a walk in the forest will tire me out. Zuma thought. After a moment of deciding, Zuma got up and set off at a brisk pace twords the forest.
Scene Changer: Zuma's Badge
Zuma was farther in the forest than he had ever been before. He had thought about turning back, but he was too busy observing the scenary to worry about getting lost. Wow. I never knew how beautiful he forest was before. He thought, looking at some recently blossomed orchids. He stopped when he reached a small stream. He peered down into the crystal clear water. He watched his reflection until a fish leaped out of the water and disturbed it. He chuckled. Zuma continued to move on, but pretty soon he got a strange feeling like he was being watched. But he srugged it off and continued to explore. After a while, he got the feeling again and heard a twig snap behind him. Zuma began to tremble, but turned around to try to bravely face his enemy. "Wh-who'se thewe?" He yelled. "Show yow self." He could hear foot steps crushing the ground infront of him. The meanicing glow of yellow eyes as the figure got closer, closer, until...
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Zuma leaped back and buried his muzzle in his paws, shaking. After several moments, he looked up and saw a wide eyed raccoon standing infront of him, It's head tilted to the side. Zuma sighed with releif and disbeleif and face-pawed. Oh my god, did I really just run from a raccoon? He thought. He looked at the raccoon and chuckled nervously. "Ha ha. Hey wittle guy. You kinda scawed me thewe for a second." He got up and shook himself. He turned around and found himself muzzle-to-muzzle with a red eyed coyote! Zuma's already floppy ears drooped and his eyes widened. "Oh dawg buisciuts." He squeaked and raced away, the coyote just paw-steps behind him. He glanced over his shoulder, and saw that a second coyote had joined the first. His eyes widened even more and he doubled his speed, panting and his tounge lolling out. He continued to run until he found himself face to face with another enemy. A sheer rock wall. "Sewiously! A WALL?" He yowled and spun around. The coyotes were closing in on him. There was no way out. Zuma knew that this was it. Oh my god. I'm actually going to die. He thought. "Befowe I die, I just wanna say this." Zuma spoke to no one. "Chase! I was the one who bwoke yow favowite chew toy! It was just so dawn annoying! It squeaked too much! I'm sowwy!" He howled, hoping his friend could hear him. The coyotes glanced at eachother in confusion befor shrugging and continuing to advance on Zuma. Then they leaped and began to attack their prey.
Scene changer: Blank badge
Crescent walked along the bank of the stream, eyeing the water for signs of fish. She saw many minnows, and a couple of slightly larger fish, but those wouldn't satisfy her hunger. She walked for some time before she saw the broad shadow of a trout lazily swimming with the current. She set her sights on it and took her position a little ways away from where the fish was. She waited until the unsuspecting fish was right below her paws. She expertly swiped her paw into the water and scooped out the trout. It flipped and flopped but she quickly ended it's life with a bite to the neck. She looked at her prey with satisfaction. " Another day, one more peice of prey." She said and settled down to eat her meal. Just as she was about to sink her teeth into the tasty flesh, she heard a long, painful howl coming from the rock wall. "Hmm. Maybe somebody fell or somthing." She said and decided to go check it out. She buried her fish under some leaves at the base of a tree and raced towrds the rock wall. When she got there, she found two coyotes attacking a small chocolate lab, and she froze for a second. Te violent scene reminded her of her father's death. She had been helpless then, but now she could save the pup. With a growl, Crescent launched herself at the coyotes, viciously biting and clawing at them until they ran off, yelping. Crescent looked down at the small lab. He was covered in scratches and bite marks, but his worst injury was a large gash on his neck. Not only was the wound in a dangerous place, but it was bleeding fast and there was a high chance of infection setting in if not cared for soon. "I can't just leave him here." She had not just risked her pelt and saved him for nothing. Crescent let out a long sigh. Then she grabbed him by his scruff and hauled him up onto her back and started to run back to her den. As she was running she got an idea. "Maybe Sahsa will help me heal this pup." She said to her self.
Zuma's eyes opened for a second he could feel himself moving like he was running but his legs wern't moving. It took him a moment to realize he was being carried. His body stung from all is wounds and he was scared he'd slip off at any moment. He took a moment to glance at his rescuer. It was a large black figure, with powerful muscles and a lean shape. A female. She glanced at him and realized he was awake. "Just. Hold. On." She panted.
"I'm gonna get you help." The last thing Zuma knew was that he smiled, and then all went black.