Perla's Perspective
I was honing my bubble magic, combining it with my fishing skills to create a delightful spectacle of bubbles around the fish while they swam. Once they reached the shore, I would pop the bubbles, and I was thrilled to see my collection growing. Oliver stood beside me, cheering enthusiastically, his sparkling eyes and wagging tail adding to the charm of the moment. Meanwhile, Titus had his lion's tail possessively wrapped around my waist, a reminder of our bond. It still puzzled me how the males in this world seemed comfortable sharing, as I couldn't fathom remaining calm if another woman were to drape herself around Oliver.
