Still Lost
Willow sighed heavily. With her elbow resting on Zoro's hand she rested her chin in her palm while drumming her other fingers on his hand. It had been over three hours since this idiot human caught her. It had been three hours since she had been trying to get him to the shore and to get him to stop calling her Willow. And all he did was get them lost. Well, get himself lost. She knew this island like she knew the back of her hand. But this idiot human wouldn't listen. He would start out going the direction she gave him then would, for some unknown reason, turn the opposite way.
"Why are you and your crew on this island anyway? Most people avoid it," Willow said.
"It was my captain's idea," Zoro explained as he stepped upon a fallen tree then down. "He likes adventures. When the log pose goes wild he wants to follow it."
"I see. So your captain is an idiot too. Your crew must be full of idiots," Willow said.
"Mostly its our stupid, perverted cook," Zoro said.
"Look, Zoro, I'm getting tired of being held like this. Let me go." Willow tried to shift in his hold but it did no good. "I'm tired and ache and you stink. Seriously! When was the last time you took a bath?"
"What? I just took one last week." Zoro spared her a quick glance.
Willow stared up at him for several steps. "You mean you only take a bath once a week?"
"Of course. It's pointless to take more than that."
Willow shook her head. "You really are an idiot. You take a bath to smell good. Right now you smell worse than rotting meat."
"I'm hungry." Zoro stopped walking and looked around.
"Don't ignore me!"
"Hm?" Zoro's brow drew tight.
"What?"
"Shh." Zoro released his hold on her and grabbed his sword hilt.
Suddenly a large boar with four horn protruding from it's mouth charged at them.
Willow shot up into the air. She froze when she saw Zoro wasn't moving. "What are you doing?! That's a bog boar! They're one of the deadliest-" Before she could finish her sentence Zoro sliced at the boar. The animal split in two and fell down dead. She lowered back to his side. "What the...? How did you...?" She shook her head. "That was amazing. Those boars have stone hard skin. And you just sliced through it like it was sand."
Zoro sheathed his sword. "Of course. I'm not an amateur."
Willow, fulling in her human form, crossed her legs underneath her as she floated in the air. Her eyes remained locked onto Zoro as he moved about in preparing his kill. This guy might be an idiot, but he was a strong one.
A while later, Zoro ripped off a piece of meat with his teeth. "Not bad. I wish I had some booze. Don't you have some?"
"No. And even if I did I wouldn't drink it. It's nasty." Willow wrinkled her nose. She sat on Zoro's shoulder. Though she didn't know why. Since he released her he hadn't tried to grab her again. Of course it could be because he had food now to occupy himself.
"It is not. It's great."
Willow rolled her eyes. Strong or not he was still a lost idiot.