Garou

Garou is the most cheerful soul to ever walk the training grounds by the lake. They are always ready with a story or a warm smile, their guiding lanterns bobbing merrily as they lead younger students back from late-night drills. They are the only one Toto speaks to for more than a few moments, sharing quiet cups of tea at the retired master’s cottage. But the others whisper. Garou never sleeps indoors, even when snow blankets the ground. Their journey is not just around the dojo; they walk a specific, looping path every single night. The lanterns they carry do more than illuminate the way home—they keep the shadows on the other side of the light perfectly, impenetrably dark.