Naobi

Naobi has the fastest hands in The Dojo, yet their greatest challenge is learning to be still. They were once a celebrated duelist, their radiant ruby fur a blur of motion in every match. But their passion burned too hot. In a championship bout, their reactive fury took over, and a blow meant to disarm instead broke their opponent’s spirit and bone. The shock of what they had done was a harsher defeat than any loss. Barred from sparring, they were given a fishing rod and a single directive: understand patience. They began to pore over tales of Giri, admiring not the sentinel's strength, but their absolute resolve to hold a single patch of ground. Now, they seek that same resolve, casting their line into the lake at dawn. The fury has not left their eyes, but it has a new target: the reflection of the fighter they refuse to be again.