The following day, the sky was covered with clouds as if showing the signs of an oncoming storm. Ariana stepped out of her apartment and looked up at the gloomy sky, with her head tilted back.
She stared at the clouds that shimmered with thunder once in a while before turning inky black once again, she then dropped her head and looked at the little fur baby on her side.
"It seems like we have to shorten our walk, Timmy," she said to the little dog, whose ears folded back. Even though he did not understand what Ariana was telling him, he knew that weather like this meant they would only spend a few minutes out.
"Woof!" Timmy barked with a sad wag of his tail.
"Haha, naughty boy," Ariana ruffled the fur on Timmy's head as she turned to walk to the elevator. As she was walking, she heard the sound of the door opening. Ariana turned her head to the side casually and noticed Arabella standing there with a proud look on her face.
