Romanov was starting to accept the clouds in the sky. He didn't really like them but he couldn't reach up to the sky and move them out of the way of the sun. Yet when had left the den this morning fully expecting to see the same old fluffy batches of clouds lining the sky, he got a horrible surprise. Something had happened to the normal clouds that made them look menacing. At first, the Archer boy had thought he was just seeing it so he simply shrugged it off. He had wandered around the rocks and willow trees before taking a mid-morning nap. When he had awoken the clouds still lingered above his home.
With a loud huff, he had toddled off to find a clear area to look at the sky better. Lucky for Roman he even found a rock to climb on that would allow him to get the slightest bit closer to the sky. A deep frown cut into his features as his head tilted all the way back. Transitioning amber eyes staring up past his muzzle at the strange formation of clouds in the sky. What was it? Why was it here? Why did it have to look so dang creepy? A soft growl grew in the back of his throat. He wondered if he could scare it off. Roman knew he couldn't reach it to bite and claw at but he still had his developing voice to use in retaliations.
His tail lashed behind him as he opened his jaws to release a series of barks, vocalizing his displeasure with the unwelcome cloud finally.