Miboshi

Miboshi remembered the weight of the cane the day it was given, heavier than wood had any right to be. A Mystic Cat elder, eyes like chips of amber, had pressed it into their paws without a word. They were deep within The Crystal Highlands of Armaria, in a cavern where the monoliths hummed a low, constant tune. At first, Miboshi thought it a simple walking stick, but the carvings told a different story. They were not decorative; they were a living map of the cats' secret tunnels, a guide that only responded to the right touch and the right intention. Serving alongside Maneki-neko meant walking paths no one else could see. The cane never pointed to a final destination, only the next hidden entrance, the next resonating crystal. It remains their silent partner, its secrets guarded behind a calm, unreadable expression.