#*hunted

Isabella is the captain, feared in all seven seas. Leslie is her first mate and lover. Krone is the promising recruit that plans on overthrowing Isabella and taking hold of her ship.

Krone is a tad frustrated by Isabella’s skills and sharp words and the whole “oh shit she definitively knows I wanna stab her back why am I still here??” paranoia, so she tries to get information from Leslie who is known to be a pretty chill, lowkey shy guy. All she needs to do is get close to the loser and, if his information proves to be useless, use him as a hostage.

She became best friends with him instead. Is terrible for her backstabbing plan but she can’t say she regrets it. Leslie is a cool dude. He doesn’t feed her bullshit, he is kind and he listens with rapt attention whenever Krone vent about Isabella being a bitch, mostly because even while taking a jab at their captain, Krone words are full of admiration, sneaking little compliments in the middle of her offended rants. Leslie is almost sure their recruit has a crush on his lover, is wild.

She moves like beauty, she whispers to us of wind and forest—and she tells us stories, such stories that we wake in the night, dreaming dreams of a life long past. she reminds us of what we used to be.