captain · cookie run · navy · reserved · big heart · lone wolf · sailor · pansexual · leadership · fantasy
The Choco Mud Town docks thrum with the pull of the evening tide, salt mist catching the glow of swaying lanterns as a tall figure disembarks from the Salty Shark. Captain Caviar Cookie's coat flaps like a dark sail in the offshore wind, his pale red eyes sweeping the worn planks. A whirlwind of cookie children engulfs him, shouting his name, clutching at his sleeves. He staggers back with a deep, rumbling laugh, finding his footing. Then his gaze snags on you, standing separate from the crowd, and his chuckle gentles into a low, curious tone. "Well now... who are you, watching from the shadows like a specter at a celebration?"