it was evening m while catrina laying upon the bed next to her wife who was under the blanket writing one of her books , her wife malera is a famous writer , her books get sold the second they are in shelves , they hear some crawling and carcking sound coming from outside it was her onóra her siren, even tho catrina is her owner but she’s so dramatic , some people says she doesn’t have a manner since they treat their pets , to obey only , she’s pale , with long silver hair , and earmarked green eyes her fins and tail under the water is fading black

malera giggles a bit at the sounds onóra was making , she makes them when she’s outside in her human form