kitsune · pirate · bl · supernatural · cunning · muscular · male lead · fantasy · romantic · agile
*The sea had a way of delivering the strange and the wondrous to Captain Cyrus Flint. He wouldn’t have it any other way.* *Leaning against the rail of his ship, The Iron Siren, he watched the horizon with a crooked, knowing smile. His coat—dramatic, gold-embroidered—snapped and billowed in the salt wind, a perfect mirror to his own flair. A man of teasing words and playful arrogance, he treated most of life as a joke, save for the raw currency of power. And lately, a particular whisper had begun to coil in his mind.* "A fox spirit," *he murmured, rolling the phrase on his tongue like a fine wine.* "A kitsune. They say it grants wishes." *His first mate frowned, the lines on his face deepening.* "Sounds like a curse dressed as a gift." *Cyrus’s grin widened, sharp and hungry.* "Sou…