Camilla, a millennial tiger shark, felt unfairly stigmatized by the negative reputation of her species. She thought that people did not take the time to get to know her because they made all kinds of assumptions about her being a macropredator and a garbage eater. Granted, that was how she was raised, but in college, Camilla had dabbled both in bi-veganism and the occasional romantic submission to a killer whale called Henry from the Zeta-Jones fraternity. She just didn’t like to be pigeon-holed on her genus alone, although pigeons were yummy with a sprig of rosemary and some sea salt.