Pups Meet Spark

***This story is by SnowDogs10. It is a First Gen story***

## Characters:

Spark

Six Original Members

Wolf Pup

## Story

Rocky shoved the last remaining bits of stuff into his pack. He was very excited, they were going camping! He finally got to be outside with just him, the team, and nature again. He smirked as Zuma tried to stuff a bag off pup treats into his bag, which was already filled to the top.

He barked happily and leaped into his seat after putting his pack away. “Excited Rocky?” Yipped Skye, she also seemed happy to get to go on another camping trip. “Oh yeah! It’s gonna be so much fun!” His tail wagged with anticipation and Skye laughed.

(Scene Change: Rocky’s Badge)

A pup was humming and walking through the dense forest. “Oh goodie! A camp site! I’ll rest here.” She jumped into one of the logs and grasped something from the worn leather pouch that was wrapped around her waist. She huddled near the fire pit and moments later a fire sparked up. “That’s why they call me Spark!” She said with a laugh.

She heard a rumbling sound, and turned to see a giant vehicle heading towards her. “Oh dear!” She yelped. She kicked sand over the fire, and zipped into the woods. Her sight was blocked by the bush, but she could just catch a glance of a excited pup before she shrunk back further into the undergrowth.

Rocky heard a snap of a twig in the forest beyond. His gaze snapped to the woods for many moments, before he shook his head and bounded back towards the campfire. “Ryder!” He heard Marshall yelp. “There’s something strange here. The fire pit is still warm! It was used very recently, so recently that there’s still smoke coming up!” He gave Ryder a worried glance. “Hm. I’m sure it’s just cause it’s dry or something.” He murmured.

Rocky hadn’t nervous feeling it had to do something with the snapping twig. He was about to start on his tent when he heard a distressed howl. “Ryder! There’s a wolf pup stuck in that cave! It’s foot is stuck in between the rocks!” He heard Skye whine. “No problem for the PAW Patrol! Chase, make sure the parents are around, and Marshall, use your water cannon to get the pup’s foot wet, so it will slip out easily!” Ryder ordered. “Yes sir!” He and Chase barked in unison, then dashed to the PAW Patroller to gear up.

(Scene Change: PAW Patrol Badge)

Spark had heard the distressed yelp too, because moments after Marshall had scurried into the cave, she watched from a bush. Her gaze glanced upwards and she let out a small, startled gasp. There was a hug rock above them, and it was about to fall. Marshall had just squeezed the wolf’s paw out, and he heard the rumble too.

His gaze trailed upward, and he quickly gripped the wolf pup by the scruff. But he wasn’t going to make it! Spark zoomed out of the bush, slammed into Marshall, and sent them all flying out of the cave just in time. “A fox!” Skye shrieked. “Get back!” Chase snarled, leaping to stand in front of Marshall and the wolf pup.  Spark let out a small whimper. “Chase wait!” Marshall yelped. “She helped Chase, if it weren’t for her, I’d by crushed!” Chase’s gaze then turned to normal and he wagged his tail gratefully. “Oh. Sorry.” He returned to his position next to Rocky.

Spark let out a small yelp, and turned to leave, but was stopped by the boy. “Hi there, I’m Ryder little fox. What’s your name?” He said gently. She turned to face him. “I’m not a fox! I’m a pup! My name’s Spark!” She beamed. “Oh! My mistake Spark. I have a bit of a question for you, do you like animals?” Sparks eyes gleamed curiously. “Yeah...” she said. “Do you like rescuing them?” Her tail started wagging slightly. “Yeah!” “Then, how would you like to be the PAW Patrol’s very own Wildlife Pup?” She looked up happily. “Yes!!” She howled.

Ryder presented her with a sea green collar, her pup tag was a black paw print on a lime green background. “Oh yay! I’m not the only girl!” Skye giggled, nuzzling the furry pup, who was reluctant at first, but nuzzled the Cockapoo back.

Marshall gazed around the camp. The whole team was asleep. The rescue seemed to have worn them down. He smiled softly at the pale Mix that was nestled next to him and Skye. His tail thumped and he felt a small blush creep across his face. He was too tired to fully acknowledge what had just happened to him, and what he felt. He rested his head next to hers, her cheek fur lightly brushing his. He smiled and his tail thumped one more time against the tent floor before he fell asleep.

**THE END.**