❝ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇᴡᴏʟꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴ ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ?❞
For generations, the Blood Moon Pack and Grave Shadow Pack have been at war, the werewolves from each side bearing high tensions and malicious in...
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The saga for the mermaids, Nala and Lala, continues.
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The further they ventured into Lala's Land, the more anticipation there was mounting on Eliza's shoulders. The fog that lingered earlier had now faded out, revealing the gaping mouth of a vast sea cave.
"Home sweet home!" Nala melodiously announced, springing her arms out.
Home sweet home.
Her exclamation bounced throughout several limestone chambers, notifying their arrival. Hovering over them, hundreds of glow worms radiated a cool blue bioluminescence, serving as a natural light in these dark times. They clung to a plethora of gray stalactite spikes hanging off a granite ceiling, content to simply exist.
"Welcome to Lala's Land." A pout tugged on Nala's dark purple lips as she flopped forward, readjusting her fishtail across the canoe's back seat with a theatrical thump. "Though it should've been Nala's Land since I'm the prettier one. It's only Lala's Land because she was created first."
"It's also Lala's Land because it sounds better," another voice, practically indistinguishable to Nala's husky pitch, resonated.
Lala.
Another mermaid with nearly identical features to Nala, save for her color palette, sat atop a mountain of bones and skulls incoming—a throne built from the remnants of their victims. In a cave brimming with doom and gloom, it was the most elaborate spectacle to behold.
"Also, don't be delusional– clearly, I'm the prettiest one here," Lala continued, a webbed hand splayed flat against her chest. "Since when did you suddenly turn blind?"
"Since when did you suddenly turn stupid?" Nala retorted, not even a trace of hesitation to be found.
"You're so stupid that if you tried to swim backwards, you'd probably die."
"And you're so ugly that I think a blobfish is cuter in comparison."
Just because she could, Lala randomly unleashed a screech so high that it threatened Eliza with an instant migraine. "The fuck you just say, bitch?!"
"You heard me, skank!"
"Dumbass!"
"Asshole–"
"Enough."
In a swift ultimatum, Eliza's interruption shattered their typical banter. Oh sweet Ingrid, mermaids were always so loud– and for what?
Then, awkwardly, she cleared her throat and added, "You're twins. Twins who share the same fa–"
