The sun rose above the thick jungle, and a cacophony of sounds burst forth from the awakening wilderness.
The air pulsed with the cries, roars, and chirps of different creatures, turning the forest into a musical performance.
Archer woke up, tuning in to the lively sounds of the jungle. The deep roar of a faraway creature echoed through the trees, while monkey-like beings swung from one branch to another, chattering and hooting with enthusiasm.
Colorful birds soared above, their melodious songs filling the air. Archer's eyes slowly opened as he saw blue hair all over his face.
He carefully removed the hair and saw Teuila fast asleep, with half of her body resting on top of him, her breasts pressed against his chest.
Then, he shifted his gaze to the right and spotted Ella curled up like a squirrel in winter, appearing remarkably snug and content.
