Hurricanes Are Brewing

[Resplendant]

Tranquil titan awoke, intrusion 'pon restful slumber unexpected. Chartreuse-pigmented voids lifted wearily to heavens, sky blanketed by gloomy-grey clouds. Obstreperous thunder boomed, rattling twin pinnacles erected alert 'pon fur-laced dreambox. Masculine titan remained rigid in position, tonelessly observing darkened pillow-like clouds. Vocals emitted from larynx, low in intensity. "Well. Looks like summer's first hurricane is paying us a visit," he murmured, enchanted gaze fixated 'pon brewing storm. Blaring sigh erupted from larynx, oral cavities parting to follow rapidly. Slightly obliging for warning, beastial tyrant elevated onto robust pistons, guttural grunt emitting from widely-parting oral cavities; a vocal note molded into the reaction of taking action. Beastial tyrant noticed his once-glamerous coat, now sogging and moistened deeply. Grumbling crankily, he found convienant shelter tucked in a miniature hole bore into thick trunk of a tree. Petite dreambox poked through entrance to little den, peering out in curiousity.

[Btw, he's a pup, just considers himself all these things; a "titan", a "masculine titan" a "beastial tyrant".]