Chibari

Every morning, Chibari polishes their golden kitsune mask, not to see their reflection, but to forget it. The placid fox smile is a perfect lie, a stark contrast to the furious eyes that burn behind the lacquer. They acquired it in The Great Panda City after their mentor, a scholar who questioned the Panda Council, was exiled. That mentor taught them two things: knowledge is the sharpest weapon, and you must never let your enemy see you draw it. So Chibari adopted the mask and the habit of drinking strawberry milk in public. Let them see a harmless eccentric. Let them underestimate the quiet scholar with the sword on their back. The gold gleams under the city's purple sky, hiding a mind sharpening itself on vengeance.