Chimper #3279
Konoa did not earn their scars serving a grand cause. They were given a partner by the Panda Council, a city guard who hummed off-key and couldn't move without knocking something over. Their missions in The Great Panda City were a disaster of compromised stealth and hushed arguments. But their partner was also the first to share a warm rice ball on a cold night and the only one who ever asked about the stories behind their old wounds. The new gash across their eye came from shoving that clumsy guard out of an assassin's path. It was a loyalty Momochi might have recognizedโnot to an ideology, but to the single person who saw them. These days, the off-key humming is the sound Konoa listens for most.