Kihomi

Every morning, Kihomi lights the Guiding Lanterns, dons their shades, and finds a sun-warmed monolith in The Crystal Highlands of Armaria to sit beside. Travelers come seeking wisdom, drawn by the tranquil grey fur and rumors of profound sight. They ask about futures and fortunes, and Kihomi listens with a placid poker face, offering a single, maddeningly vague piece of advice like, “The river flows where the stones are lowest.” The truth is, Kihomi has no idea what they are talking about. They were a courier mistaken for a sage after one lucky guess about a missing goat. The shades don’t hide mystical insight; they hide panicked eyes. Only Yuki, who sometimes shares the winter silence, seems to understand. They never ask for guidance, just presence. It’s the only time Kihomi feels they aren't completely lost.