Togako

Togako held the dripping stone crab inches from their unamused face, its tiny legs paddling the air in protest. "Where is it?" they asked, their voice a low rumble barely heard over the roar from the main falls of Waterfall City. The fisher-chimps mending nets nearby pretended not to watch, though their smirks were obvious. For weeks, Togako had been wandering the city's stone tiers on a solemn quest, questioning everything from smug frogs to loose cobblestones about the location of 'the one with the six-leaf blush.' The grin on their face never wavered, a stark contrast to their serious eyes, leaving everyone they interrogated deeply confused. The crab offered no answers, only a defiant clack of its claws. With a sigh, Togako gently placed it back into a tide pool. The secret ingredient for their perfect soup would have to wait another day.