Mochino

Mochino did not choose the tiger skin; the spirit of the beast chose them. Legends told in The Heart of the Forest say they once wandered the wilder greenwoods with little more than an inherited katana and a reckless grin. They ventured where others would not, seeking the source of a fading spiritual energy. There, they found not a treasure, but the Glimmering Tiger, an ancient forest guardian breathing its last. It offered no battle, but a bargain: a mortal vessel to carry its undying will. Mochino accepted, and in that moment, they were reborn. The disguise became true skin, their vibrant eyes now holding the beast's eternal flame. The ancient blade in their grasp awakened, humming with a power unseen for generations. Even the reclusive master Henso acknowledges the tale, not as a myth, but as proof that true power is given, not taken.