Kai was a mistake, or so his mother had often reminded him growing up. She added that he was a happy mistake, but when you’re little, and your parent tells you that you were never meant to happen, it sticks with you. For many years, he didn’t know much about his father; the only things he did know were what his mother told him, (‘you look just like him, Holokai’), and the strangely marked tail he’d gotten from the man. It wasn’t at all like his sister’s tails, with their lovely, shimmering scales, but instead was all one texture, and soft. He didn’t have fins like the rest, but what looked more like flippers. And when he was eighteen, his mother told him the truth. His father had been a rogue Selkie that had enticed his mother to go to bed on one full moon. Just like that, everything seemed to become clearer to Kai, and he grew into his new identity. He was more confident, and like his Selkie ancestors, he was able to shed his seal skin and walk among the humans whenever he desired. Despite being raised to hate the humans in the port, Holokai couldn’t resist, his Selkie blood pulling him to the women in town. Many of the pirates take Kai as one of them, assuming he’s one of Hook’s men; he knows many of the townsfolk, though isn’t close to anyone. He’s built a shack by the pier where he sells the freshest and biggest seafood to maintain his ever growing tab at Mulligan’s.
