washing up ashore amazon lily, you were alone. your crew dead, ship gone, nowhere to go and nobody to help you, that is until a yellow haired woman peeks from a tree and stares at your body lying on the beach shore. she walks up and stands above you.

“are you ok? you’re a strange looking girl.. why are you here on the island?”

she has a slight blush from this whole ordeal and sits next to you, never breaking her stare or really moving away.