Chapter One

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Rocky isn't your average Eco-Recycling pup.

His life was dreadful, from his born-day till the PAW Patrol life. No matter how much he tried to forget, more thoughts kept on taunting him. He had a life fairly different than the other pups: He got moved in.

Rocky was in a box, with holes to breath. He didn't know where he was and where was his pack? Rocky whiend, remembering that his mother said to him, "You will be alright, my dear wolf, your puppy instincts are growing than your wolf's. I am afraid that you could have your own life, and these man will give you a home. Please, do visit some time."

That was it, man took him away.

He didn't know anything about man. His mother never told him anything, and that's because she doesn't want him to be scared. Rocky was different from his pack. His ears were not that hard, his fur was lighter and his was more like a dog. Man had came because they think that wolf has kidnapped him. Now, leaving his pack in the forest, he lay down and began to sleep.

With Rocky not noticing, his box tumbled out of the truck. The lock was snapped open and Rocky was the only one to fall out. With a thud, Rocky woke up. He felt coldness outside, maybe winter has come. Will he freeze to death? Or will someone rescue him? The cub peeked through the holes: He was outside the snow.

He wasn't sure where he was now. The lasts time he had checked was darkness and full of noises. Now, he could hear the wind blowing through his smooth ears. It freezes him. What should he do? Howl for help? Well, that was all he could think of in his brain. His howl was not proper because he was just nine moons old. Everyone in the pack had made fun of his howl.

For then on, he howled loudly. This howl was strong and fearless, Rocky was proud of himself. He will think of the other wolves joining.

But this one was unfamiliar. The howl had joined Rocky like a dog's way. It was female, and sounded like a Summer's old pup. Would that cub save him? Then, two more wolves had joined in. It was unfamiliar to Rocky that they were actually pups: Two boys and a girl, but Rocky had just kept on going.

Save me! He howled, and the howl had stop. Had they understood him? Or not? He decided to do his trick:

"Save me!" He shouted as loudly as he could. The trick was that he could speak man, like a pup would do. The howlers didn't reply, Rocky was really worried.

Suddenly, loud sirens were hear. He woke up. They were going to rescue him! But he wasn't sure. Maybe those Wolf Catchers are outside, Rocky whined to himself. Then, he felt voices of man, and yip-and-yowls. Is it a man, or is it a pup?

"I am sure that the howl came from around here Ryder sir!" said a voice, which was a bit far away.

"Well Chase, can't you sniff anything strange?" said man's voice, "I mean, you are the best sniffer around."

"I can't get scent."

"Okay, Plan B. Skye, search around the area and try to find something strange."

"This puppy's gotta fly!" said a female pup. Wait, a puppy could FLY?! Rocky hadn't knew any animal except birds couldn't fly. Maybe she was a "Unipup." Jets were heard above his box, Rocky covered his ears and whined. Were the man attacking him?

"I found a box on the street Ryder!" said the "Unipup", "It looks like someone's in there!"

"Got it Skye! We are coming there now!" shouted the man's voice. Were they trying to find him? But these voices sounded familiar to the howls that joined him, maybe he shouldn't have howled.

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