When they stepped onto the Paradise shop floor, Elena and the others instantly became the center of attention.
The sight of a dog shocked the customers, as pets had become nearly nonexistent since the disaster began.
Resources were too scarce, and people barely had enough to survive, let alone care for animals.
So seeing Poochi and Wolfie—healthy, strong, and walking proudly like kings—was like seeing creatures from a different world.
Even though Ethan had disguised their fur with a dull brown color to make them less noticeable, their solid, muscular builds and elegant movements still made them stand out.
"Is that really a dog?" someone whispered, eyes locked on them.
"Haist… that dog lives better than I do," another muttered under their breath, bitterness creeping into their tone.
At first, Poochi paid no mind to the attention, strutting beside his mistress with vigilance.
But the shift in the crowd's mood didn't escape him.
