They say life's like an obstacle course. That we're like pawns in a game. That we each have a purpose to survive for. To play for. And you either beat your opponent or you don't. But I think we're stuck in between. Not winning, not losing. Just waiting. Waiting to see where our perseverance takes us, along with fate. Somnambulism is sinister. But my love for you makes it weak. (Still working on this one!)

Marshall is the son of a wistful songstress and a coward. But he didn't know that. At least, he didn't until today, when I had to tell him. And I knew that this day was going to come. (This is a shorter story compared to my others, but it describes the younger days of the pups in Ryder's point of view. *ALSO, A NOTE: There's a bad word in chapter 13 and the same word is in chapter 15. Not the worst bad word but still a bad word, and in chapter 8 two characters make a hand gesture towards another character that is inappropriate. I wanted to let you guys know just in case you're sensitive to that kind of stuff.)

Truths, clumsiness, and a Risk that's worth taking... One certain pup feels this way. Feeling clumsiness and make things even worse for the dally. A story that is about friendship that broke him, a story that tells family is more important than stuff. But their bonds tored apart, becoming distant to the three pups. Full of sadness and furiousness, he ran away, so that no one will have to feel the wacky things, accidents. And more importantly, being himself. But one crash accident may cause of almost losing his own self. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own the Paw Patrol, all credits goes to the Spin Master Entertainment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~